Arnav was leaning on the closed door, closing his eyes, thinking about,
Khushi.......
She was his everything.... But she never knew that.... Correction.... He never let her know that....
Khushi... the girl, who Arnav loved from the bottom of his he...
Arnav couldn't understand Aman's outburst... that too at the time of Shali's operation. What made him remember Khushi all of a sudden? Of course, none of them forget her. but no one showed it to him nor discussed her in front of him. However he squeezed his mind, he didn't get the answer.
The next day
Dr. Sneha landed in India. Getting down from the flight, she inhaled the Indian air after many years. She felt her lungs got purified. Bending down, she touched the Mother Land and kept it on her forehead. She saw a set of people standing, holding the board. Dr. Sneha had been written on it. She approached them. They were AR Hospital doctors, sent by Aman. They led her to the car. Mohan came to the Airport to take her to RM. He took her to RM.
RM
Everyone was waiting in the living room of RM. They heard calling bell sound. Everyone got ready to welcome Dr. Sneha. Anjali was about to go to open the door. Aman saw Arnav getting down from the upstairs.
Aman: Open the door ASR...
Anjali stopped hearing that. Arnav nodded yes and pulled the door wide.
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His breath ditched him. His eyes brimmed with tears instantly. He shouted...
Arnav: Khushiii.....
Without thinking anything, he hugged her as tight as possible, crying, making her shock. He buried his face on her shoulder.
Arnav: Where were you Khushi? Do you know how badly I missed you? I was living in hell without you, Khushi.
He blabbered forgetting himself. Sneha tried to push him but she couldn't as he was holding her as tight as possible. Her stance brought Arnav back.
Sneha: Excuse me... you are mistaken. I'm not Khushi.
Breaking the hug, Arnav cupped her face.
Arnav: Khushi don't lie. I know you, inch by inch. Don't punish me more Khushi. It's enough.
Sneha shrugged his hands from her face.
Sneha: What the hell is this, guys? Who is he? Why he is behaving wired?
Arnav: Khushi, stop fussing. I have already lived in hell for years. Don't test my patience.
He clutched her hands.
Arnav: I'm sorry for hurting you. Please forgive me. Please...
Taking back steps from Arnav,
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