Heart beat says Heart beat listens

HBS-HBL3

01/12/2019

'Thank heavens Arnav-ji you came. Any minute now and I would have passed out. The little rats in my stomach are now vying for the little crumbs of jalebi I ate an hour ago and Nani was still adamant to wait for you.'

The radio went on non-stop and this time even Aman joined in the laughter and Anjali was reduced to crying.

Hearing the joyous sound of laughter, Nani came out of her room anxious to see what had caused her children to laugh this much. Her old eyes filled with tears witnessing this gay moment. She watched Anjali literally crying, Aman holding his stomach trying to reduce the cramps while Virat had thrown himself on the sofa. However she found it odd that Khushi wasn't laughing and as usual Arnav didn't join in not knowing he was the joke, thanks to Khushi.

Khushi however had a confused look; she was trying to solve the puzzle. Did she say anything fun at all? She was hungry yes, so why did they find it fun? She looked at the other only sane person in the room, her Aman-ji but he was looking at the rest as if they had gone crazy.

Arnav was gobsmacked. In his entire life no one had ever mistook him for anyone and how did he become Aman suddenly. He was the ASR and was a national icon, talk about worldly known. There was a vast difference between the two men. Ladies knew him, googled him all the time, he was one of the most searched man on the internet, women had posters of him, wanted to marry him and they even die to be photographed with him and here was this spriteful child-woman who didn't know him. His Nani brought him to the present.

'Chote, why are they laughing so much?'

'They are crazy Nani, that's why.'

She shook her head. Trust Arnav to say anything. She called Khushi to her. 'Betiya, have you met my grandson Arnav?'

'Yes Nani, but he is not like what you said at all. Look at him, guffawing over there with Di and Viru. I don't know what the joke is.'

'What the!! Nani, you talk about me to this crazy girl?'

'Hello! Look who is talking; "MR what the!"

Nani gaped, now she got the gist of what was going on. Oh dear Khushi? She had mistaken the great and might ASR for Aman. She didn't even want to think how his ego got bruised by this. Finally, her Chote had gotten his match. She smiled at him and patted his hand.

'Nani, come lets go and eat, you must be hungry,' Khushi said leading Nani to the table.

'Don't you mean you must be hungry, why are you hiding with Nani?' Arnav asked. He didn't know why he was even entertaining this girl.

'I'm not hiding anything. Nani and I are super hungry. Anyone would be if they take their lunch at this hour.

'Let's go Khushi, or else you won't win this argument.'

'I do not argue uselessly.'

'What are you doing now?' Nani asked mock-smiling at her grandson.

'Nani, whose side are you, who is she anyway?' he asked as he helped his Nani take the seat and he sat next to her, his usual seat.

Khushi laid the table as everyone else took their seats and the grandmother and grandson continued with their talk.

'Arnav beta, this is the first time someone has mistaken you for anyone and made you speechless right?'

'Yeah and I don't know from which rock you dug her from?'