Tuesday, 30 April 2013

Heart's A Mess - Chapter 17 A & B

I know you have already read Part A but please read it again with the whole chapter. 


The door slammed shut behind her. 

Even inside, the still air was frosty, nipping at her bare skin, clawing its way down to her bones. 

She felt empty. 

Arnav had taken everything she had and then some. 

And like all the other times...she was alone. 

Khushi looked around her home. Inhaling deeply, she held on to her breath as the echo of his laughter rung loud in the silent halls. Eyes, once alive, swirling with the promise of love, now lay stagnant, reflecting the memories he had left behind. Her head fell back against the wooden door. Closing her eyes, she let her breath go. 

It came out in short, sharp bursts, shaky and unsure of its intent. 

It's full of chart's and facts and figures

And instructions for dancing

Warm calloused pads skimmed up her arms. Soft lips grazed the curve of her shoulder, nibbling the pale skin. Smiling against her skin, he inhaled deeply, intoxicated by her. Khushi leaned into the embrace, fitting herself in the crook of his neck. A strong arm curled round her waist, moulding their forms and there they stood, swaying in the silence. 

It was no longer cold. 

A husky whisper floated by...

I love you Khushi.' 

Her eyes flew open, searching for him. 

He wasn't there. 

I can't ever see you again.

Involuntarily her body began to shake, the effects of last night's adrenaline wearing off. The deep, controlled breaths that had taken her from his hospital room to her front steps, were no longer able to sustain themselves. Instead her chest wall began to spasm as she fought to maintain composure. 

The damn broke. 

Khushi screamed. 

Composure be damned. 

She screamed out into the silence. She screamed to drown out the sound of his voice. She screamed to be rid of his lingering touch. She screamed at the injustice. She screamed till she could scream no more. With her back against the door, she slid to the floor, her voice hoarse. Slowly she lowered herself to the floor, lying her face against the cool tiles. Fisting her hands, she tried to stuff one in her mouth, to quell the sobbing. 

Curled up in foetal position, she lay on the tiles of her lobby. 

Many hours later, her phone vibrated. 

Pushing herself up off the ground, she messily wiped her tears. 

Anjali calling. 

Khushi hung up.

One step at a time, she dragged herself to her room. Crawling on the plush mattress, she slipped under the sheets. She stared at the left side of the bed and hesitantly reached for the pillow. 

It still smelled of him. Woody, musky, spicy.

Nuzzling against the soft linen and clutching it to her chest, she took comfort from its warmth. Hot tears fell on to the pillow and for the first time in her life Khushi called out with devastating pain...


And I, I love it when you give me things

And you, you ought to give me wedding rings.


"You're back."

It had been three days since Khushi had last set foot in the hospital. In those 72 hours no one had heard from her. 

Matt waited for some kind of response. 

He wasn't disappointed.

"Skip the pleasantries Parker. Just do your job." Came the terse answer.

Matt sighed, catching a sympathetic look from Meg.

In all honesty he shouldn't have been surprised. Dr. Gupta had not exchanged a word with any off the staff since morning and people were treading on eggshells, unsure of what to do. The once jovial ward now found itself party to stilted conversations and cagey silences devoid of its life and soul. It had been years since Khushi had been so taciturn. Professionalism though was not to be compromised. And so, when Dr. Danes walked through the door, Dr. Gupta was well and truly prepared for ward rounds.  

"Parker, Gupta....let's go."

Danes surmised that the best method on the road to recovery was to maintain status quo and so the trio tackled the rigorous work schedule forgoing the usual inane banter. As the ward round progressed though, it became increasingly apparent that Khushi wasn't exactly 'present'. Patient cases were presented, progress was noted and adjustments were made to the treatment regimen. Throughout the proceedings, Khushi's answers remained clinical, her face sterile and her behaviour detached. So uncharacteristic was this demeanour that even the patients raised a silent brow. An hour later, as they left the room of the last patient, Khushi stopped in the middle of the hall coming to a realisation. 

"Where's Arnav?"

Oliver and Matt looked at one another confused. Khushi repeated herself, a little more forcefully.

"Where. Is. Arnav?

Matt answered...."What do you mean?"

"I mean....that I took half the patient files and gave you the other half. We just finished ward rounds and Arnav isn't here. So where is he?" she explained, her anger and panic surmounting by the second.

Danes signalled for Matt to leave them alone; his steely expression affording her no comfort. Steering Khushi into the empty staff room he quietly answered her. 

"He isn't here."

"I can see that." She waited for some sort of explanation; her eyebrows raised in expectation. 

"He left." 

"What do you mean he left?" Her tone was incredulous...disbelieving. "We ran all the tests that quickly?"

"No....he left that night. Against medical advice. He signed the release forms." Oliver Danes maintained an even and calm tone, observing his mentee with utmost curiosity. 

For the first time that day, Khushi's affect displayed her inner turmoil and she became painfully aware of the throbbing of her heart as it hammered against her chest. The dull vibration in her body began to build, sending blood rushing up to her skull, the viscous fluid drumming against her skull with turbulent ferocity.

"Oh god..." she whispered horrified, her hands shaking.

Her words came back to her once again.

I can't ever see you again.

Idiot! Moron! Asshole! How could he just leave? She paced the floor and took out her mobile scrolling down her contacts list for his number.

Dialling Prince Charming.

She held her breath waiting for the ring of the phone. It went straight to voicemail.

You have reached the voicemail of Arnav Singh Raizada. Either I'm busy or I don't want to talk to you but feel free to leave a message after the beep.

Khushi pressed the red disconnect button forcefully, cursing the day she met him. Khushi continued to pace, biting her bottom lip and struggling to breathe as the worst possible scenario's played out in her mind.

She dialled his number again.

Oliver sat patiently on a chair, waiting to be addressed. After watching her dial his number for the 10th time he thought it better to intervene.

"What's the matter?" he asked nonchalantly

Khushi kept the phone to her ear, yelling at him. "He left! How could you let him leave!? He's an idiot, he doesn't know any better but you do. Why didn't you stop him!?"

Oliver frowned at her. "I informed him of all the risks. As was my duty. What did you want me to do...restrain him?"

"Yes!" She threw her hands up in the air exasperated. " God.... I don't know...you should have declared him mentally unfit. Put him on a psychiatric hold. Whatever it took."

Oliver stared at her, waiting for the absurdity of her suggestions to sink in. She continued to ramble, still dialling Arnav's number. "And where the hell was his sister? She just let him go?"

He sighed. "No actually. He left without informing her. She called you several times that day...wanting to know if you had any idea where he's gone."

The phone dropped from her hand.

She collapsed onto the chair behind her, not caring that she was showcasing her vulnerability to the world.

"I..." she whispered hoarsely, her voice cracking. "How could he just leave?"

Danes shrugged. "Why do you even care?"

She snapped her head up to look at him, her expression disbelieving. "What?"

He frowned. "Well you were the one who didn't want anything to do with him. So what difference does it make to you where he is?"

"What do you.....Of course it make a difference!"

"But why kiddo?" Danes put forward his questions in a devastatingly logical manner. "You were the one that severed ties with him."

"I...." She trailed off, unable to come up with an appropriate answer.

"You don't have the right to worry about his whereabouts anymore." Danes explained.

"Of course I do. I love him! I will be damned if anyone tells me that I don't have the right to worry about his whereabouts!" She yelled, her anger and worry getting the better of her.

He smiled, holding Khushi's hand and quietly asked. "Then why did you let him go?"

Oliver watched as the fight left her body. The stiff muscles in her body relaxed, her shoulders drooped and she lay her head on his shoulder. Silent tears fell on to crisp navy scrubs as she clutched on to his arm, her body shaking a touch.

"He lied." she confessed, her voice devastating quiet and forlorn.

"So? Get mad.....get angry. Fight with him. Make him rub his nose on the ground and ask for an apology. How the hell is breaking off your relationship the answer?"

"But...he....he's dying. I don't think I can....not after my parents." She stopped to gather her thoughts and Oliver waited patiently. "I smell his cologne on my pillow, I see him sleeping on my couch, I feel his presence in every breath I take.... he's taken my life hostage. I'm used to being alone for a reason. It's better that way....safer. I can't watch him die. I just can't. Not after knowing his love. I won't be able to bare it."

"So don't watch him die. Fight....I raised you to be a fighter Gupta. I have never taught you to give up. Death is a given. It's going to happen someday. You could be with someone who has a complete clean bill of health but gets run over by a truck the next day. Are you really going to let that fear get in the way of every relationship? It's absurd." Khushi looked up at him tired and lost. "And do you really think that by putting physical distance in between you that you will forget him? You've tasted the apple kiddo....there's no going back."

"I don't get itArnav knew I was afraid of commitment and relationships. He even knew the damn reason and still he lied. I never thought he would be so callous. Flippant, laid back... sure... but callous? I....I'm just so angry." Khushi gritted her teeth and for the first time gave voice to her frustrations.

"So be angry. But know that you only hold that right over him if...." Oliver sighed rubbing his head. Turning to look at her he asked. "Tell me one thing Khushi, did you ever doubt the sincerity of his love for you?"

Khushi shook her head in the negative. "I know he loves me."

"Then f**k it! You both love each other and that's more than most people can say. It's something that's worth fighting for. Maybe he was callous but love can be a selfish thing. When it comes along you just can't let go...no matter how you may want to."

Khushi blinked slowly in silent contemplation.

"He shares a common background with you, you know. He lost his parents too kiddo. Sure not quite your scenario but it was no cake walk for him either. Maybe he has just as much to loose. Probably more." He took a beat before resuming. "I know he lied to you but how do you think he felt when you told him that you couldn't see him anymore? It probably affirmed all his fears..." Oliver hugged Khushi to him. "He's the one facing his own mortality. He's the one dying."

Khushi began to sob. "But..." She hiccoughed. "But I'm the one he's leaving behind."

He ran his hands up and down her back, holding her shivering frame tightly. "The first thing he said as he woke up was your name."

She cried even harder, clutching at Danes shirt, her tears soaking through. "What if he doesn't come back?" she wailed.

Oliver smiled knowingly. "There's just no way."


It was raining.


How f**king appropriate.

The gods were laughing at her expense; reflecting her mood in the weather forecast. The heavens had opened the flood gates and Cleveland found itself ankle deep in water most mornings. Khushi swore that if one more stupid bronzed weather girl told her that there was only more rain forecast for the foreseeable future she would move city.

At least it was Sunday.

Steaming hot coffee, gurgled its way through the ridiculously expensive coffee machine she had bought one fine afternoon. A pathetic attempt to dispel her melancholia. The morning newspaper and coffee in hand she sat cross legged on a dining room table and flicked on the television; the rain relentless in its assault.

There's another cold front on the way and that unfortunately means more rain and heavy storms. We're looking at a maximum of 60...

The forecasters report was rudely cut off as Khushi rolled her eyes and surfed the television channels.

It was time to start looking for another place to live.

It had been three torturous weeks since anyone had heard from Arnav. Every night it became harder to sleep not knowing where he was...how he was. The constant anxiety was draining her. And so after a week of indecision Khushi finally swallowed her pride and called Anjali.

How she wished she hadn't.

It always amused Khushi to no end at how she managed to find herself in the strangest scenarios. What she thought would be a quick discussion about Arnav's whereabout's had somehow evolved into a full blown argument. Anjali was quick to place blame on Khushi.

My brother would be here if it weren't for you. No one knows where he is. Even the bloody police can't find him. You broke his heart. Oh god! I don't even know if he's dead or alive....

Khushi had watched with a detached interest. This woman really had a penchant for dramatics. Like a 1940's Bollywood mother. Aman kept shooting her apologetic glances while consoling his hysterical wife. To make the situation worse, Khushi began to giggle.


Perhaps she was depressed.

What else could explain such a ridiculous reaction?

The long and short of it was that two hours later, Khushi had left their residence with no voice, considerably less body water and a bruised heart.

She shuddered and took a sip of her coffee.

Arnav....where the hell are you?

The door bell rang.


All I want is nothing more, 
To hear you knocking at my door,
Cause if I could see your face once more,
I could die as a happy man I'm sure.

When you said your last goodbye, 
I died a little bit inside.
I lay in tears in bed all night,
Alone without you by my side.

But If you loved me,
Why'd you leave me? 

Take my body,
Take my body.
All I want is, 
And all I need is,
To find somebody.
I'll find somebody,
Like you.

- Kodaline


Last sad chapter! Well for a little bit anyway. 

So I was scratching my head this morning when I woke up and there were 6 pages of commetns and 96 likes for my note. I swear I didn't send out a PM. Then I was like...."Holy Amazeballs..." I didn't send out a PM. You guys are amazing. I genuinely wasn't fishing for compliments when I said if anybody was interested. I also never actually thought you guys would be that interested. You are the BOMB!

My personal life is in turmoil at the moment. I can't really disclose more than that. But do know that it is very hard for me to get back to everyone however hard I may try. BUT....I read all PM's, Scraps and comments. And I smile with joy everytime. 

Thank you for everything my amazing readers.

I would like to dedicate this update to some amazing writers who are reading my story. I may have not reached out to you but do know that I sincerely and truly admire your work and am humbled that you read mine. 

This is for Krani, Meera, Semanti, Rae, Nidsubh, A_BA, Anony_mous, Sonia_92 and maybe your not a writer (or maybe I haven't read your stuff) but Craving Khanna as well. Apparently your good opinion is hard to come by and so I am humbled. 

If I have forgotten anyone...please forgive me.


  1. Sometimes the silence is much more deafening....

  2. *sniff* I dunno who to feel sorry for more. Khushi or Arnav..But I am angry at fate! :@

  3. Short yet so meaningful...she is shattered...nd yes something is always better than nothing !!!

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  5. Im not gonna comment on the update... because if I start thinking about it and start typing , Il end up crying and my comment will be pages long....
    So il talk about the song instead... The first time I heard it was when I saw the final episode of Scrubs...n since then somehow always associated it with that... but from now on that song will always remind me of this story...

  6. so so sadddddddddddddddd:-(

  7. Ummm....ok yh idk wat im supposed to write here....its just sooo heart wrenching....and u're writing these parts so well it directly has an effect There.


  8. It is a nice update ....bt I hope for a happy endin


  9. Please make khushi's pain go away! Just do it! I couldn't read this part so I dont what to write here!


  10. A really emotional one
    Loved it
    The lines from the song are awesome

  11. okay crying again

  12. Wow this is so sad. Looking for happy times!

  13. Ok this ended before it began..but this "Don't worry there will be happy times." will help me in the wait for the next chapter..

    Though im dreading what could have Anjali called for..im hoping, very badly at that, that it was coz she wanted to talk about Khushi's decision n nothing else..coz i wont be able to take anything else..:(

  14. we shall give khushi a weeks time to let out her tears n gather herself to face arnav again...

  15. hayayyy pooor khushiii..but also arnav..no doubt he was sooo scared to tell her..but why give her the beautiful dream of future and be selfish with the one u love.but again its love..no control over it

  16. Emotional update poor khushi broken that how she feels finally she let some one in only to be torn apart so heartbreaking thank for the pm

  17. Oh poor them, poor, poor them! This one really ended before I could get complete feel of it. Waiting for the next one, already!!


  18. OMG **tear tear**, Such a heart wrenching update. Poor poor thing I hope that Khushi will be able to face both Arnav and Anjali and will forgive them for what she is going through. I am like left speechless this was truely a very emotional update. And the song didn't help either. Meaning is fit the story so well. You always find the best songs to depict your updates. BUT I hope Anjali wasn't calling to inform Khushi something about Arnav I hope he is okay. This was truly a beautifully written update. So eagar for the next one lol.


  19. I feel like crying....really very touching ...and very well emotional update...thx for your time Dear....you are amazing! Looking forward to the next one ....

  20. r u trying to give ur heart attack as well .... first u make us cry and end that too short ....plzzzz post the next one soon and PLZ make it long update

  21. Why? Why so much pain for one..

  22. Read all the chapters in one go. .

    My heart just broke at the end of chapter 14th, where it was revealed that It was Arnav who was actually suffering. .

    I had an idea from beginning itself,
    from the little things like
    "patient's a Type 1 Diabetic"
    and Anjali's dialogue, "What if the one person I fell in love with abandoned me even if I knew it was the right thing for them? Could I be so selfish to beg them not to go?"

    Had guessed it would be Arnav. .

    But never in my thoughts had an idea that Khushi would get to know this on her birthday,
    When she was ready to give herself up in love completely to Arnav,
    that she would come to know that her happiness was again short-lived. .

    Fate has its weird ways of making one believe that, no happiness can last long. . You win some, you definitely would lose some. .

    Beautifully transpired story. .
    Salute. . I am a fan!

  23. Sasak... i come back from holidays to see quite a few updates.. BUT they've all made me cry my heart out! and i do mean it! i normally dont cry but you made me :(
    You are so bad (rather brilliant shall i say for writing such heart breaking updates)... i feel so sad for khushi....for arnav..... for the whole damn situation! Life is a bitch! But i cant wait for the next update.... write soon please!!!

  24. Nyc update!!!
    Waiting for next one eagerly:)

  25. It was ..what to say like you feel something is sqeezing you frm inside...thats wht it felt like reading thru this...

  26. At times you need a reality check to get back to Earth! This was one!

    I'm sure now The fighting Khushi in her will come up once she realizes life without him is not life!

    This will be the turn of events w.r.t to what I had assumed with the end of this story! :)

    A nice update! Emotions at its best! The love the yearning the longing!


  27. Poor Khushi...she's absolutely allowed to wallow in her negative emotions for as long as she likes...but there's a positive side to her which is her survival instinct and I hope she takes the right path in dealing with this.

  28. man that was sad...dammit Sasak make arnav alright my dil can't take all this udaasi

  29. heartbreaking but so beautifully written.

  30. yes finally some made her realized she need to fight and it did not matter if he was not in front of her he still would be in her heart loved the update very emotional heartbreaking beautifully done loved the song and she just need some time to put her perspective on what happening around her and now she has loved the update amazing

  31. superb as usual... her immediate reaction when she cudnt find arnav showed tht she still wants to see him even aft the lies...
    the consoling part is good..
    sorry but i cudnt stop giggling wen khushi thought anji as a typical bollywood mom:-))
    so arnav at the door... wish khushi gives him a tight slap before hugging him..

  32. super awesome sasak...!!:)

    I.F - soaringskies

  33. I dont have it in me any more sasak!
    Its too much to take in! damn your writing! does it have to create sucha effect?
    my tears controlled at the back of my eyes ... have got clogged in my head ... creating a thrombin there!
    Oh dear lord! where is Arnav?
    man i am not sure who my heart cries for... is it for Khushi... and her anguish or for Arnav... who is soon to cease from existing! i do not know ... all i know is its killing to be in sucha state!

    Thanks for the update sasak!

  34. First thank you for the special mention at the end of the chapter, Sasak - It is the beauty of your writing that brings all of us to your story like moths to a flame. It is you all the way!

    And now the chapter - my heart goes out to this woman who still a lost little girl afraid of loss like most of us, isn't she? I loved that Oliver Danes forced her to blurt out that she loved him. Her worry was palpable - even I am worried. Where is Arnav? At the doorstep? I sure hope so:)

    Life is too short - anger is alright, sadness is too, fear also finds its place but running away never helped anyone. Not Khushi and I hope not Arnav


  35. Wait a uodate Sask ....tooo gooo, so emotionally written, I feel so mych fir them,,,,loved the last part......and door bell rings....wow, have no words to say..it's just been such a rollar coster ride...just so eager about the next chapter....will out of town next week, but will check IF and your blog if there is any updates...thanks Sasak. All the best to you.

  36. Yaay atlast my fav Ff has been updated...You know this is awesome...atlast khushi realized her fault..poor girl she truly loves him intensely and Arnav reciprocates the love...Oliver Danes is aweso.e he is truly a great support and mentor...loved the chapter a lot...sorry cudntisten to the song as reading from phone so the link doesnt appear...:( :(
    I its Arnav on the door...and I love this Arnav soo much..!!!

  37. Im glad that khushi let all her insecurities n fears out..only this could have let her come to terms with the reality...i mean yes she has fears, she is angry, she feels cheated but then she lpves Arnav n now understands his situation n predicament also...life is difficult but if they r both together atleast everything would be worth fighting for...
    im hoving thats Arnav at the door...:)

    N now i wait for happy times to make a re-entry..!!!

  38. Where the hell is Arnav? How could he just leave? So Anjali blame it on khushi, yes of course khushi did choose the wrong time to break up with him. But where is he?

  39. *smacks head* Anjali is Nirupa Roy! Arnav got it right on the show and so did you when you described Anjali's theatrics! LOL! :D Ok I can understand Anjali's fear and anxiety but for some reason I was giggling with Khushi too! Ajeeb hain hum! :P
    I LOVE Danes! That mas has a good head on his shoulder! I'm so glad that he made Khushi realize that she can't give up on this relationship, no matter what the end. I wanted to cry when she said that Arnav was leaving her behind. And how she loves him! She hasn't said it to him yet, but here she is screaming it out at her mentor. I hope its Arnav standing at the door!!! You owe us! :P :P This was the first update where I'm not bawling my eyes out. Sure I had tears...but the fact that I know that ArHi moments will come...I didn't bawl! :P This chapter was great!!!
    I'm sorry to hear you are having a difficult time. I only hope that all our comments make it better for you! Take care! :)

  40. im glad someone drilled some sense in khushi. i wish arnav would have the courage to come back

  41. Please come back arnav.... do cntinue soon

  42. First of all I hope things get better for you. Just hold on the sun always shines the next day :) My best wishes and prayers are with you.

    Coming to the update. It was beyond amazing. Heart-wrenching and outstanding. I'm in tears and at a loss for words. I feel Khushi's pain, you've described it so well its almost palpable. And I love Dr. Danes, he is the coolest boss ever.


  43. Brilliant update.... I loved Dr. Danes... He is exactly what a teacher should be... He decided to be all professional and a perfect mentor maintaining the status quo giving Khushi the space she needed... n when she broke down he told her exactly what she needed to hear....
    Anjali a 1940's heroine?!? yes that is not at all hard to imagine.... As for Arnav, I know he is hurting but the man better come back soon... for his own sake as well as for Khushi...
    Loved it:)

  44. I really hope things get better for you soon... take care:)

  45. What khiushi did was not correct but Anjali herself is a drama queen!,
    OMG , Arnav , ome back soon...

  46. I hope your personal life comes back to track as soon as possible. Always hope for the best :D Another heart wrenching update but loved the convo of Khushi & Dr. Danes, he has everything he should have as a mentor, as a father. Fabulous update, just fantastic. Words doesnt seem worth for this story, you have taken it to another level. Awesome, hope its Arnav on Door :)

  47. my heart is breakinggggg piece by piece the more i read..the more i feel dejected and hurt!!!

    arnav why are u sooooo complicated and hurting her

  48. S! You did it again!

    Another wonderfully penned down update! I told you she would get back and Fight!

    But hadn't expected Arnav to actually go aloof like that! True love I believe! I never want to see you again! And he's gone! Man!! That was I do not know how to put it!

    Oliver was the sweetest support one could get! He's a sweetheart!

    Hmm I understand Anjali's plight! Anybody in her place would have done the same thing!

    I hope he's fine! He's knocking the door?


  49. The choice of song was AMAZING...
    You described Khushio outburst so well....I could see her screaming and lying lifeless on her apartment floor....
    The discussion with his boss sounded more like one between a father and daughter....
    Anjali has no wright to question Khushi .... especially when she was one of the persons who hide the truth from her.
    I really hope that at the door is Arnav.....pls pls pls....

    PS: I am sorry to hear that you are unwell (emottonaly)....Is anything we can do?
    Pls let us know....
    Thank you for this BREATH TAKING story...

  50. I can understand why Khushi ran but in turn she hurt Arnav so bad

    When he needed her support she just left because she felt he would leave her all alone

    Damn now he is missing and he is sick and no one knows where he is

  51. oh god where are you arnav? you stupid, idiot, moron!
    and anjali??? what a piece of work

  52. hahah...khushi giggled.....after anjali's reation!!!....=))...

  53. hope its arnav at the door or sum information abt him....hope he is fine...i too m sad fr arshi....continue sooon....

  54. beautifully written chapters. lovely precap.

  55. superb update ... plz plz post the next one soon ..hope he is the one on the door ..really she cant handle more pain in her life after this ..will be waiting for it

  56. U updated!! kept opening the bllog again and again to look for the update and finally just opened it without thnking and Voila! there stood the update!
    LOVED it btw! the myriad of emotions khushi felt throughout ws amazingly described.. stupid arnav he left!!! but i cant blame him, he's had his share of insecurities.... im hoping its him on the door! waiting fr the next one eagerly!


  57. aww... u made me cry. brilliantly written.


  58. This is brilliant- I have no words. I read this all in one go again, and you almost made me cry and you definitely made me laugh with Arnav, Khushi, Anjali- everyone! You are a great writer, never stop writing.

    Saaw (IF)

  59. I love Danes...He is right..so right!!

  60. I second Danes. Khushi cud have been angry, screamed at him, hit him or even stayed silent. But she should have stayed. Especially at a time like this. I know arnav would return. And m waiting for the short term heaven

  61. i read the entire story in one go...i liked the way u potrayed khushi and arnav...i am heartbroken after knowing arnav's condition.....

    update soon pleeeeaaaassssseeeee......

  62. just caught up with this beautiful story -
    hundred thx to meera for the link
    wonderful story sasak
    loving the flow
    waiting to read more

    IF Arjuhisis

  63. cupcake1234(IF)13 May 2013 at 18:58

    Oh man, did Arnav leave because of what Kushi said?!

    Thanks Danes, for making the poor girl see some sense of the situation at hand!

    Woah, Anjali is the one to talk!If she's gonna start a blame game she should start with herself first!

    I wonder how Kushi is taking it all in ...,on one side she's still coming to terms with recent revelations , and on the other side she is feeling terribly guilty for her actions and what it had lead to..., and to top it off Anjali had to add more to the fire burning inside her with all her accusations!!

    I really hope it's Arnav knocking at the door *fingers crossed* , or may be Anjali to apologise for her outburst!

    Haven't heard from you in a while Sasak. Hope everything's ok at your end :)

    cupcake1234 (IF)

  64. oh god this chap was so emotional.... i could not stop myself from crying... oh god i just dont know wat to write
    IF: Luvbug

  65. Please please don't let Arnav die:( very emotional chapter..

  66. Have you ended the story sasak? Just found it and am curious

  67. Why he is irresponsible. She can say that...her whole life she experienced love for the first time. He left
    Now how will he get the treatment.errrrr