My take on what IPKKND would be like if Khushi got to go back in time (to a universe where her life starts out slightly different than the original time) from the second wedding track, only Arnav didn't come to the wedding in time because of the acc...
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She woke up screaming from the pain that engulfed her senses. Barely noticing that with each second, her pain was already fading away. The dark depths of the river haunted her thoughts along with the realization that she would never see her Arnavji again because surely she was dead. Dead.
Her screams of despair were only just changing to piercing sobs when the room was enveloped in light. Despite the anguish she felt, the sudden change jolted her from her grief.
"Khushi! Khushi mera bacha, kyu roh rahi ho? Bas ab band ho jao. Main hoon na. Tumhe kuch nahi hoga." ("Khushi! Khushi my child, why are you crying? Stop crying. I'm here with you now. So, nothing will happen to you.") "Main sahre rakshasho ko mar doon gi. Theek hai? Ab chalo, mu doh lethe hai tumhara." ("I will kill all the monsters under your bed. Okay? Now come on, let's go wash your face.")
Before she even knew what was happening, she was being carried into another room by a blurry, tall strange woman with an eerily familiar voice. After she finally had some water splashed on her face by the woman, she opened her eyes to notice a face that she never forgot for a second in her life. A face that she longed to see while searching the stars at night.
"Amma?!!"
Her eyes rolled to the back of her head, as blackness once again flooded her vision. And, she dropped in a dead faint.
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It was only a few days later that she was finally able to comprehend the situation. No. She, Khushi Kumari Gupta had not died after getting hit by a truck and thrown into a river while trying to escape her suffocatingly ruined wedding to her Arnavji. No. She, Khushi Kumari bloody Gupta had been transported into her four-year-old self from a slightly different universe. And, of course, she, Khushi Kumari Gupta had found herself living in an English-speaking country, Canada. Without being able to speak it.
At first, she had been overjoyed at finding her Amma, Babuji, and Bhaiya alive once more. No, she had been more than overjoyed. Ecstatic, one could even say. But as the days passed by, it was getting harder and harder passing off all the mistakes that she made on childish innocence. How the hell was she supposed to pass off as an innocent four-year-old child that knew how to decently converse in English? The only blessing she could see in this situation was that she had just started going to Kindergarten and would perhaps be able to overcome her lack of knowledge in English.
Undeterred, Khushi felt she could overcome these obstacles now that she had her family back with her. She would always feel grateful to her Shashi babuji and Garima Amma for taking her in after losing her family the last time. And now that she had gotten her family back, she knew that getting another chance with her Arnavji was something that she would strive for no matter what. But first, she would have to make sure to do things differently this time. To prove to herself, that if she was ever in a situation like that again, no one, not even Arnavji would find her at fault for a second. For that, she would have to make sure that Shyam's true intentions would come out in front of everyone, especially Anjali di.
English Translations: Amma: Mom Babuji: Dad Bhaiya: Brother Di: Older sister
