Arshi SS- The Moment Of Truth.

Part 6.

Pasta with white sauce!!

His favorite food was served before him.

"Buaji Please take it back. I don't wish to eat anything."

Arnav spoke trying to keep a control on his words as well as tone. It's been a few days of his staying in Gomati Sadan. Each and every day Arnav Singh Raizada had got the chance to taste a new flavor against his Wish, the flavor of Relationship, the flavor of food, the flavor of family, the flavor of affection. But he did not wish to accept anything, he did not wish to give these things any chance in his life but ultimately he knew he was doing so.

Last night Bimla Kaki had come to meet him. He did not know how she came to know his accident and that's why wishing his speedy recovery she was there with some Desi Khana with double dose Of Ghee. Even before that Buaji did introduce him to Asha Kaki who had come there with hot soup saying Winter in Lucknow might have troubled Their Son-in-law.

These were new things in Life.. He had never met these people, his life was limited just from his Mansion till his Office and then a reverse path..

"Sajana hai mujhe.. Sajna ke liye..

Sajana hai mujhe.. Sajna ke liye!!"

Loud music at the background shriek him.. How could he forget the music, it's Purvi's Sangeet and who is Purvi, she is Bimla Kaki's brother's daughter.. These lengthy relationship, these coat and coat of emotion attached to it.. These were somewhere bizarre for him, Odd!! How can people tie themselves in so many relation when in his case, he was unable to handle that Bond which is the most sacred one for him..

Pasta With White Sauce was long forgotten..

"Arnav Jiju.. Aap aa rahe hai na sham ko. Aaji meri sangeet hai, Khushi Jiji ko nachna gana bohot pasand.. Aap ko bhi pasand hoga??"

He remembered Purvi's words. Dance and Music.. His Wife is a crazy fan of these especially Bollywood songs and those nonsense bollywood Thumka!! His lips curved slightly as he remembered their wedding functions. Their dance together, those steps that he had practiced taking lessons from Salman Khan's Dance just to make her happy.. How he proposed his own wife for their own marriage??

Pagal..

Everything felt like crazy.. Dreamy.. and Bliss..

Yes, he has found bliss beside her and it is the same Bliss he was denying to accept.

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Taking the help of stick Arnav moved back to the room. Opening the cupboard he took out a little thing which he had discovered lately. Opening the front cover, his fingers brushed on the picture.. He would have not have understood the owner of this innocent face unless Garima Gupta had intervened.. He did try to scream back but stopped when he found her intervention was in his favor..

Wearing a Red frock, a little girl of hardly 5 was grinning showing all her teeth and standing beside two people. Loud and bright red lipstick was applied more than on her lip shape, her beautiful hazel eyes were adorned with Kohl and a bright Red Bindi between her brow line. She had covered her head with same red dupata and sticking a mang tika with her cute hair clip...

"Khushi!!"

The image was enough to give a rest to that burning sensation of his heart.. The innocence, beauty, purity, and joy of carefree childhood.. In childhood, For everyone Yesterday means always Yesterday.. Mother's scolding means nothing even just after 5 minutes.. Past is a topic that meant nothing in childhood, because everyday there is a new beginning in life.. because every day there is a new learning in life...