Chapter 2 ; The Best Laid Plans.
as soon as Khushi stepped in, distant memories of the past flooded right
in. The memories which haunted her every night but today right at this
moment she felt so close to them and she couldn't help but shiver. The
place that had stolen her childhood, the place that her stolen her
parents and the place from that ungrateful day forward had forever
stolen her peace. The same smells, the clattering of footsteps in the
halls, echoes of voice surrounded her, and those white coats. Oh, how
she trembled when she thought of how a man dressed in that same white
coat had 18 years ago sat in front of her and told her that she would no
longer be a child, that she would have to grow up because as fate would
have it, children without parents had to face a tough world out there.
shuddering,
Khushi maintained her stride and headed towards the main desk, the
nurse paid no heed until khushi cleared her throat in hopes of gaining
the nurse's attention.
''may i help you?'' nurse asked looking up from her pile of papers, she had been rummaging through.
this
was not the time to get lost in emotions and insecurities, stiffening
khushi nodded, '' Patient by the name of Arnav Singh Raizada was brought
in? I'm his wife'' Khushi realized this was the first time, khushi had
not hated herself for being his wife, infact there was a relief unknown
to her, something within was peaceful.
''yes he was, room 2A'' pausing she pointed towards the left of the hallway '' just walk down this hall and you will find it''
before she could stop herself, the words were out, '' was he hurt badly?''
the nurse shrugged, '' i'm sorry mam, i am not the attending nurse so i cannot tell you anything''
Khushi
was walking off before hearing the full reply. It might not have been
that long of a hallway but each step khushi took made her feel as if she
was farther from where he lay. A sense of fear overtook her, what if he
had been hurt badly? What would she do?, an emotion that she had
reserved for her loved ones only now seemed to be only concerned with
the one man whose existence she despised but today, at this moment she
could not help herself, but be scared for him. And maybe somewhere deep
down for herself also. She might have been his prisoner but what khushi
had not come to realize that even in the dark, she had found
hope...within this empty relation, there were loopholes which made her
want to live with this man.
time, yes being stuck in this
marriage for such a long time with arnav had made life normal and to her
surprise she hadn't realized when she had started to take him to be a
part of her life. It was true, to realize someone's importance you had
to fear loosing them. Whilst walking towards his room all she felt was
fear, but she knew she had to set it past herself and go into that room.
her trembling hands gripped the knob, slowly twisting it she pushed the door open.
The
creak was enough to inform him that someone was in the room and who
that someone was, it was easy, her scent even afar was very near him.
The way the room ignited with just her entrance was anew feeling but
something that could not be helped. It was impossible to fight the
impossible because when it was a battle between the heart and the mind
some how in both ends you end up loosing.
The breath she held in
released as her eye finally set on him. He was alright, he was okay and
that gave her tremendous relief. There might have been some scratches
along with a plaster but the main point was, he was alive and there in
front of her.She silently walked to his bedside and settled on the couch
not wanting to make any noise. He was sleeping, yet she wanted him to
open his eyes once and settle those murderous gaze on her once, she
liked him like that, it was something she was use too, not this arnav
who was at the mercy of a hospital bed. It completely shook her to how
much she was still trembling, she was scared and that too for him. What had
the world come too, Khushi was worried for her husband. it had to be
some kind of momentary thing right? like relapse, but she could feel
that it wasn't, these were her true hidden feelings finally finding a
face. She would have liked to think she was fearless at this moment, but
in reality she wasn't she was afraid, fearful,hurt; and in so much pain
just seeing him lying there helpless.
It might have been ten
minutes or an hour but he could have cared less, just watching her there,
sleeping peacefully was a sight he could see for eternity. A few strands
had escaped from her bun and were lighting brushing her cheek, whilst
her hand supported her neck.She brought this unknown peace to him that
he hadn't been able to find for years, even though he resisted her but
that only brought her more closer to him. Even knowing where it brought him
happiness to know she cared regardless all that he had done to her, it
also brought a fear that he was getting used to her which he didn't
want. He didn't want to depend on anyone or need anyone, it was better
when the only person you depended on was yourself that way when people
left you wouldn't break. It was something arnav had learned at a young
age after his mother left his father, a women as much of life-maker
could destroy it in a blink also. It was not something he was willing to
risk all over again, seeing his father alone and helpless had built up
enough hatred inside of him to not let anyone near him thereby not
giving anyone a chance to crumble his existence.
When she awoke,
she immediately caught his gaze and found herself floating among many
emotions, feelings that arnav kept to himself, emotions she somewhere
wished she was a part of. But whenever she tried to get near all she got
was tears, because he would only push her away. Arnav broke away first
and looked away, '' you here?''
''yes, i am here'' khushi said
with a smile, but soon it faltered seeing him frown in pain,she
immediately found herself by his side, cushioning his arm and checking
the wound, '' what happened? are you okay?'' her voice was at a peak and
filled with emotions, something swirled within him seeing her frazzled
over him, ''does it hurt?'' she asked softly.
Arnav pulled his
arm away and threw a dissatisfied look, '' i'm fine'' khushi backed away
and walked over to the desk, pouring herself a glass of water, she
drank it in one sip. What was wrong with her? why was she acting like
this, why did she worry seeing him in pain.Whatever was changing within
her, she didn't like it. Rather she didn't want it.
'' so how come your at the hospital? i thought you ...''
before arnav could complete his sentence khushi cut him '' people change, sometimes fear has to take a back seat''
''
sometimes as in, when your husband is in the hospital?'' Khushi could
sense the amusement in his voice so she turned around and smiled, '' no
sometimes like, i'm a big girl now, past is past''
hearing the
word past arnav closed his eyes for a moment and flicked them open, no
matter how much he wanted to give her pain, it was something he couldn't
do, '' you know you didn't have to come''
silence lingered in the air as khushi thought over his words, '' why were you expecting someone else?''
arnav smiled, '' now that i think about it, where is jia?''
''i
though it was piya?'' khushi added walking to his side and handing him
the pain killers along with a glass of water. But she stopped sensing
his discomfort, holding the glass of water she held it to his lips,
arnav drank a sip and settled back, '' thanks'' he muttered.
Khushi
dismissed her odd thoughts and sat down beside him, '' so did you have
a fight with piya, or jia?'' arnav looked at her confused, khushi shook
her head, '' i mean, did you fight with someone because you are usually
a sensible driver''
'' usually - and no i did not fight with
anyone'' Arnav couldn't tell her the truth, he couldn't tell her he was
angry at her for leaving and that he went out to look for her. Due to
which he landed up in the hospital.
''than how did this happen?''
Arnav smiled, '' i thought it was the police's job to investigate''
'''it
is, but it is your wife's job also'' the words were out before khushi
could take them back and even arnav seemed to have taken them hard,
suddenly the air in the room was more intense and indifferent. Both
looked at each and looked away, '' ah..i mean...i was worried you know''
shifting
a bit arnav watched as khushi got up and walked slowly to the window,
''khushi'' he called out softly, without waiting for her to turn, he
whispered, '' thank you'' watching for her reaction, he peered as she
turned around. Despite whatever was going on within her, she didn't fail
to notice the different aura around arnav, he was actually being nice
to her. What a pleasant surprise, but she also knew it was only the
effect of the hospital and the thought of maybe loosing each other
brought them to another place, a place which was far from what they had
come to understand.
Arnav looked at her and Khushi looked at him,
and for a split second it was like they were at another place avid of
the past and present and into their own little world which was filled
with much happiness and smiled - it was so easy to get lost in that
vivid dream but how do they forget the reality, the reality of their
relationship. they simply could not both had their respective reasons for
what they deemed right.
''so whats wrong'' he asked seeing her
sigh, Khushi played with the curtain and looked at him from the corner
of her eye, '' this isn't normal! ''khushi spoke instantly, '' we are
actually talking to each other nicely without any thoughts of killing
each other. whats happening to us?''
''well if you want, we can restart our fight once we are back home''
khushi laughed and helped him get up, '' thats a splendid idea''
''so
our fight is on pause at the moment, and till we get home no ideas
about how to get rid of each other'' even though he was telling this to
khushi, he was actually taunting himself with the words because he
needed to remember, this whatever was between them was not permanent;
couldn't be, wouldn't be.
With the help of khushi arnav stood up
and they both walked out of the hospital room. What they had shared
today might have been just a momentarily thing or maybe it could be the
seed for their brighter future. Only time would tell if ever their
hearts would win over their minds or would they continue to dismiss the
unknown feelings and continue on the path to hatred. They say its always
easy to hate but its love that takes the real strength to give a part
of yourself to someone else and trust them with it, is the real true
test of the heart.
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Pulling apart the curtains, the sun glistened through the window
lighting up the whole room, but as soon khushi saw the discomfort it was
causing her beloved husband, she instantly closed them again. Grabbing
clothes from the cupboard she headed into the bathroom, moments later she
came out and headed downstairs. With arnav being on a break from office
it meant she would have to see a lot of him everyday and she didn't want
that - So even though the maid brought up the breakfast everyday,
Khushi chose to do it herself today.
after arranging arnav's usual breakfast she asked the maid to take it to
him upstairs as she knew, he wouldn't want to come down today with all
the soreness his broken arm was causing him.She had noticed at night all
the twisting and turning, she was awake right along with him but she
didn't realize when her eyes closed and deep slumber took over.
The maid placed the mug of coffee and poured milk and than went ahead to pick up the tray '' what is this?'' khushi questioned.
''mam, sir always takes coffee --''
nodding'' i know that, but i meant you should know by now, he likes his
coffee black'' grumbling khushi took out another mug and poured from the
fresh pot and placed it on the tray '' next time don't forget okay''
khushi warned.
pushing away the thoughts of arnav, she scrambled to make her own
breakfast, And not to forget even though arnav had off, she still had
work.
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Pre-cap; i hate you like i love you.
Edited by InvisibleSmile - 11 years ago
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