Khushi heard his name for the first time in her life.
'Err.. You said Delhi is too, you know you said bad about the city' - ASR grunted...
Khushi took his words, processed it in her brain and then giggled.
'Woh kya hai na.. I am new to Delhi. I am from Lucknow, and life is not robotic there.. We can manage to smile at strangers and get it back. But here.. Uff this is just Delhi, no dilwala are here. Dilwalon ka sahar is a big lie'.
Dilwala!!who the hell feed her.
Not that he doesn't have a heart. He certainly has one used for blood pumping.
'Ms. Khushi Gupta?? Your aunt is conscious. She wants to talk with you' - The nurse reported.
Khushi nodded wiping her face with the end of her dupatta.
She smiled brightly and got ready to leave.
'Arnavji...' - Her words send shivers down his spine.
'Take your nani seriously, she is old, try to keep her happy. That's my request. I... I don' t have a nani, and I never know what does it means to have one, enjoy this feeling'-It felt like a good bye.
'We will meet again, now that you are my friend. We will talk later... Take care' - He managed to speak.
He sat on the bench watching her walking away...
'Bhai!! This is morning. Doctor is asking for you. He wants to tell us something it seems'-It was Aakash shaking him.
ASR looked here and there for any trace of the angel. No she was gone, he himself watched her going away...
It's so frustrating...
He met the doctor along with Aakash.
'She is fine. Some mental stress only. Take care, keep her happy' - Dr. said.
'Discharge?' - Aakash asked.
'After two days. Let us keep her under observation'-The Doctor smiled.
Two days... Fourty eight hours.. That's too long period.
Khushi, her name was as sweet as she was.
Where does she live? Who else do she have in her family?
His thought went hayware on her..
She was his dark chocolate, mood lifter.
How can people fall in love at first sight? He had mocked the concept and then he met her just for a few minutes, she totally took his heart away...
Shall he ask Aman to find a sketch artist for him and try to find her...
On a second thought why will he ask his mere manager for his girl.
He is ASR, well capable of dealing with his submerged heart and newly bloomed feelings...
Suddenly he is Harvard brain glow. She said of some house owner. What was the name? He need to remember it...
Khushi carefully helped her Buaji to the bed and tucked the blanket.
Sasuri blood pressure, saala heart attack...
She need to find a job soon...
But before that she need to call Amma Babuji and let them know the seriousness of the situation...
She need to take care of Buaji..
She dialed her house number and narrated the whole incident to her babuji..
Amma panicked but she couldn't stop praising the brave little girl her daughter is...
Khushi hide the true fact that lead to heart attack of her Buaji.
Her parent promised to visit her as soon as possible.
Her thought drew back to the broken Arnavji..
He is somewhat different.
He is emotional, his emotions are of high level...
Only tears are not emotions..
Anger too is emotion, gussa, the love hidden behind the anger, taking action, standing for oneself, guilty, and then trying to correct the mistakes are emotions..
He is too much emotional...
