"Gustakh dil, Dil mein mushqil
Mushqil mein dil mushqil mein dil
Gustakh dil, Thoda sambhal, Thoda buzdil
Dard ke dar pe thehra hai kyun
Sazayein sazayein yeh khud ko kyun deta nayi
Hasne ki dhun mein rota hai kyun
Sahi kya ghalat kya
Yeh kuch bhi s...
[DISCLAIMER:*Guys the traditional Puja in this chapter is purely fictional – so if it is similar to anyone's family traditions it's purely a coincidence. It is by no means intentional to anyone*]
Khushi had finally come out of the bathroom, after having a relaxing shower, wearing a simple white sari with a red border which she truly admired...Not to mention that she wore it in a typical Bengali style with a traditional key Jhalla on the pallu which was traced across her shoulder neatly. Her long wet hair was out and she picked up her mangalsutra to put on. She delicately put her sindoor on her Maang then put the pallu over her head and smiled at her reflection, a true bride.
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She quickly walked down stairs, slightly humming, and the thoughts of last night fresh in her mind.
Khushi: "HP! Can you bring me the Puja props, please" She said as she went over to the Puja and started arranging everything with the help of HP, who was very much surprised to see Khushi in such an avatar. He still hadn't overcome the shock that he had not recognized at first glance...
Khushi carefully started the Puja, placing the Lakshmi kalash and started preparing for the Aarti, chanting the mantra's which she has fully memorized by now.
Much to Anjali and Nani's shock, they walked in to see someone chanting the mantra's and was very much surprised to see it was Khushi. They walked closer to question her, when Khushi turned around and was surprised to see Nani and Anjali looking at her intently. She carefully lifted her Sari slightly and got up so that she could do the Aarti across the house. She precisely chanted away, whilst Nani automatically recognized what she was saying and was quite amazed to see that Khushi had a slightly different accent which she seemed unable to recognise. Anjali on the other hand, was more confused that amazed...What was going on??
Khushi walked around the rooms, corridors and hall way doing the Aarti as she slowly made her way upstairs to do the same. She was near Akash's room when the guest room opened and out came Garima and Buaji who seemed very much dumbstruck seeing Khushi in front of them.
Garima's breath flew away, as she could clearly see the spitting image of her sister in Khushi.
Khushi gave a very cold, emotionless glance at Buaji and Garima as she passed them the Prasad, who mechanically took in and watched as she saw her leaving down the stairs again, without saying a single word to them.
Soon following, Payal and Akash walked out of their room and silently watched Khushi fully concentrated on the Aarti. They watched her as she walked towards Nani and Anjali's room...
