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“Khushi!!!!! Guddiya!!!!!!” Maan and Arnav rushed to Khushi and caught her in time before she fell. Arnav held Khushi and picked her up and marched to his room and Maan followed. Arnav lowered Khushi on the bed and just then Maan’s phone rang. It was Geet. G: Maan, where are you?? M: Geet, just wait I’ll come to you. Maan just looked at Arnav and saw that he was literally shaken. He was stroking her hair lovingly. Maan left to get Geet. He needed her now. Arnav looked down at Khushi. She lay like a rag doll. Tired and exhausted from all the days events. Arnav felt like kicking his own self. The moment he knew that Shyam was not anywhere around he knew something was wrong.   He had marched to the pool side and there he saw Shyam holding Khushi, she struggling and Maan telling him to leave her alone. The moment he heard that snake spill venom, he had lost his calm. That moment he saw none but just Khushi looking scandalized by his words. Arnav could’nt take it anymore. Oh god!!! How ...

Maan entered the Raizada Mansion and looked around. It looked so posh and lovely. He was so excited that he was at last going to meet Jalebi today. Today, he will know if his gut feeling would be right. Today, he would know if a part of his life, that was tainted, had dark shadows would go away from him. He felt so high. He became impatient and left Geet and hurried through the entrance. Geet, had never seen Maan so restless. She knew not to stop him so, she took the pleasure and of course little pain of bringing in the flower bouquet for Khushi and gifts for her sister in law. Maan entered and shouted JALEBI, JALEBI, ARE JALEBI BAI WHERE ARE YOU??? As though wound by a magnetic thread, his voice pulled Khushi to the entrance. There, she saw a man who looked so handsome, all powerful and lovely. Khushi walked upto him. As she neared him, she felt complete, protected, loved and cherished. A part of her brain was confused. How could she feel this to a complete stranger? But heart told he...

A new sun rise, a day full of hope, happiness, love. Geet looked out of her room and then tried to get up. But no, she could not. There was a weight that was pressing her down to the mattress. She just smiled. With his head on her chest and his big arm one on her waist hugging her and the other above her head, his leg between hers was Maan. Geet loved it when she woke up in this position. She just lifted her head and kissed Maan. Maan got up as he felt a soft body move beneath him. He lifted his head to look at the most beautiful women in the world. Geet caressed his checks and asked him to move. Maan nodded in negative and pressed her down again. Geet sighed and ran her fingers through his hair. Suddenly, she felt her shirt being unbuttoned from below. Geet gasped and jerked. Maan was unbuttoning the last few buttons and pushed his chin on to her stomach. He then saw her eyes were closed in esctacy and a small smile adoring her lush lips. He then placed his head on her stomach and spo...

Arnav drove recklessly. He had ruined everything. His happiness, his life, his Khushi,. His Khushi, Oh how it felt. Why him? Why him always??? Why had he been the one to see that none of his dreams turned in to reality. Why?? Why could he not take this? This is too much. He is a monster. It all started well. That Scum . If alone he could kill him, he would definitely.   **Flash back** Arnav walked into the room tired of all the preparations for his sister’s Godh barai ceremony tomorrow. It was the first in the family and he had literally done each and every arrangement himself. He wanted it to be the best and alas!!! This is the best he could. As tiredness threatened to overpower his senses, he saw the most refreshing site. He saw his wife clad in green saree just like the sangeet night. Hair put up on a small top not and looking dreamily at the night sky and her parents. Her saree was transperant and netted. She had carelessly clad it in a single pleat. The saree was blowing with ...

Maan was very happy these days. He felt that his life was complete. When he spoke to Jalebi the first time, he felt like his heart had found a part of it in her. Her voice, strangely reminded him of someone so close to him. When she said that her name was Khushi, he was over whelmed. One fleeting second, he thought that she might be his Gudiya.   Her name, her voice, the warmth he felt listening to her chatter was increasing his gut feeling that she might be his Gudiya.   Geet was on their bed, flinging her legs and humming a tune happily. When he entered, she smiled at him and asked, “Maan, are you free tomorrow evening?” Maan looked at the beautiful picture she was. Lying on her stomach in his bed, just turning half towards him and looking at him so lovely with that big doe like eyes. He smiled at her. Who could deny her? He joined her on the bed “ Haan Geet anytime for my beautiful wife” Geet smiled and placed her hand on Maan. Both of them were facing each other lying on o...