5S - Are you the magic or tragic of my life? Fourth shot

5S - ARE YOU THE MAGIC OF TRAGIC OF MY LIFE?

FOURTH SHOT:

Early morning 4’O clock..

Arnav’s phone rang loudly..

Arnav took his phone and attending

“Halloo” Said in his sleeping voice.

“Hello”

“Khushi.. Why are you calling me at this time?”

“Sleeping?.. Come for jogging” ordered Khushi.

“What?.. At the time?”

“Ya.. Look.. I can’t wake you up daily. My previous lover used to come on time.. hurry” said Khushi cutting her call.

Arnav got ready for jogging that too at 4’O clock.

There in park, Khushi almost made his run around the park for 50 times, Arnav was hell tired with this.. Not that she left him after that..

She literally made him to do push ups with her sitting on his back..

God, Poor Arnav… His face was soo much tired that he slept on the grass… Khushi pulled his hair waking him up…

Next day,

“Hey shall we go to the top of that building”

“No Khushi I can’t.. Its under construction.. its almost 30 floors.. No way”

“Nope. We are going..” saying she literally dragged him….

Khushi ran the steps at jet speed with Arnav walking up the steps..

First he walked with two legs, then four with his hands too, then he was dragging himself up the floor…

When he reached there, he saw Khushi coming downstairs..

“Come.. We shall go down.. I saw the city from here” saying she again pulled him down the stairs..

Next day in restaurant,

Arnav and Khushi were sitting on the table…. He asked her to order politely, but his eyes widened hearing her placing the order of entire items in the restaurant..

In Shopping mall..

Khushi took him for shopping.. He too agreed without knowing the consequences.. She shopped for whole 6 hours.. trying different dresses asking him to take pics of her… The great ASR who never had done shopping was being punished with the name of shopping.

One day, Khushi got a parcel.. She opened the card which was on the parcel…

She read…. “You have won this guitar from our the XYZ music troop for being the excellent guitarist”

Khushi was happy and was jumping from her place…

Hehehehe… She was happy, but not our poor Arnav..

Next torture of the day..

Khushi dragged him to the beach and started playing, asking him to record everything in his phone at early morning 3’O clock.

God.. His ears was literally bleeding.. She was not only playing guitar, but was singing too.. god she was horrible at singing…

This morning jogging, singing, shopping everything went for few days..

She tortured him with new techniques everyday, taking him to karnatak music show, asking him to work as her driver, everything.

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Arnav sleeping in his room, he got a call..

“Hey Arnav.. No one is at home” said Khushi..

“Realy?... Im coming.. Just 5 minutes…” saying he put down the phone and started his car..

He reached her house, only to see the door locked with big lock.. He called her phone and asked..

“Khushi.. No one is at home”

“That’s what I said.. No one is at home.. Why did you go there?”

LOL.. All Arnav’s expectation was gone..

One day,

Arnav was in important meeting, Suddenly he got a call from Khushi.. He attended..

“hello Khushi”

“Is this Mr.Arnav” said a man

“Yeah.. But where is Khushi?”

“Sir.. She had met with small accident. can You come to XYZ Hospital”

Arnav dropped the phone. His world stopped. He felt heard to breath. He ran out of the conference hall, not caring to inform anyone..

He, in 5 minutes reached the hospital breaking 100’s of rules. He ran inside the hospital pushing everyone who came that his way.

He without waiting for lift, ran up the stairs to emergency.. only to see a laughing Khushi..

“Khushi?”

Khushi laughed at him and started mimicking him in manly voice..

“I’m sorry sir.. if you had come 10 minutes before, she would have survived” saying she again laughed..

Arnav looked at her.. His anger was rising…. He was controlling his breath..

“How is my mimicry?” asked Khushi smiling broadly at him..

Arnav’s eyes were reddened..with the looks that could kill the one who was standing opposite to him.

“It’s super na..* lifting her imaginary collar* I too can speak in men’s voice…”

Arnav’s fist tightened.

“I came to see my friend.. Can you drop me at my home” asked Khushi winking at him.

That’s it.. Arnav lost the control.. He gave her a tight slap on her cheek.

“What do you think of yourself Khushi?. Is everything a play?. I just followed you and obeyed each and every words of you, just because to prove my love for you. I did everything you said to me without saying No to you. You think there are no other girls in this world?. I fell in love at first sight, Not necessary to fall in love after dating for 2 to 3 years. The first second I saw you, I saw my love. Love is not a machine to follow user manual. Love is a beautiful artefact. Don’t misuse it. This is the limit” Shouting Arnav left the premise…

Khushi looked at him who was moving in shock… No one had slapped her till now.. But he did.. Not that she was feeling bad for the slap… She was feeling bad for misusing his feelings.. SHe felt guilty.. She wanted to apologise to him. With this she ran behind him, but he left before she could reach him.

It’s been two days after the incident.

Neither Arnav or Khushi contacted each other.

Khushi’s state was miserable… She couldn’t face him for her wrongdoings at the same time she wanted to say sorry to him. So she left to his house.

She saw none was at his house, except his servant. She thought to leave a note in his room, as he was not attending any of his calls or messages.

She entered his room, place the sorry note and was about to leave, when her eyes fell on something. She saw all the bills of shopping, dinner everything was sticked on the mirror..

She also saw a bundle of papers on his side table… She took it and gone through it..

She smiled and thought back to the time when he proposed her.. She thought about her friends who drooled over him and she shouted them telling that he was her boyfriend. She thought about the time she spent with him, everything. She thought about the slap and the words he spoke to her in the hospital. Then she saw a small bill and a pamphlet.. She took it, and saw the bill of guitar and its pamphlet. Her eyes widened in realization…

Smiling at herself, a understanding smile, a smile of love, she left the house taking the sorry not with herself…

She messaged him asking him to come to their usual place, beach..

To be continued..