Bride of Sheesh Mahal - Season 3 - Part 9B

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Chapter 9B


Arnav’s POV


I reach the temple before her and decide to take a round of the vicinity. Seems the temple was built by one of my ancestors and hence it is our responsibility to secure it. I keep strolling till I reach the back of the temple and my heart constricts seeing a Well. It’s the same well which I saw in my dream once where I am pushing someone in it. That dream was very scary but fortunately it didn’t repeat ever. I am about to go near and take a look when someone holds my hand and drags me away. It’s Khushi.


“What are you doing here?” she snaps.


I take a sigh of relief knowing its she who pulled me away.

“You called me here, remember? At the temple?”

“I called you at the front of the temple. Not at the backside.”

“Why? What’s wrong with this area? It’s deserted and perfect for couples to meet.” I wink and her jaw drops.

“Chee.. What are you talking about? How can you think of all this in a temple?”

“So what? Even your God and Goddess have married and done all this..”

“Hey Devi Maiyaa.”


She shuts her ears with her palms and I can’t hold my grin. I grab her wrists and pull them away from her ears.


“Why are you so hesitant to discuss this topic?” I ask and she goes flustered again.

“Because I believe these things shouldn’t be discussed openly.”

“Okay..” I smile. “So you mean we can discuss this in closed room? Just between you and me?”


Her eyes widen in shock and disbelief.


“Are you drunk this morning? What kind of talks you are you indulging?”


Oh God. She is too cute.

“I don’t drink at morning. And nor every day. Only on occasions just in case you want to know.”

“I don’t want to know.” She crosses her arms and looks away. “And let me tell you this right here. Whenever you drink I am not sleeping next to you.”


My jaw drops.

“Are you serious?”

“Very”


She fishes for something in her sling bag.

“Khushi, what nonsense is this? I am not asking you to drink. Why can’t you let me sleep next to you if I am drunk some night?”

“Because men who drink get nasty.”


Oh God. I don’t understand if I have to laugh at her silly thoughts or scold her that not all men are the same. But then I decide to tease her instead because I love when she is mortified and flushed.


“I think a husband is allowed to do nasty stuff with his wife.. drunk or not.. what if you like my nasty stuff? How would you know that until you let me sleep next to you when I drunk?”


She shuts her ears with her palms again.


“Stop talking dirty or else I am leaving..”


“Okay, leave. It is you who wanted me to come here not vice versa. I have no interest in your Raksha Dhaga.”


I fake trying to leave, when she grabs my hand again.

“Stop right here. You are not going anywhere until I tie you that.” She scolds and I see she has already removed the thread from her sling bag.


No one except my family members have used that threatening tone on me but I like it when Khushi does. It makes me feel I am important in her life. Whilst I admire her, she starts tying the thread on my right wrist. She is also chanting some soft mantras while doing so. She suddenly looks at me realizing I am admiring her and then glares.


“What?” I shrug. “You do your work I am doing mine..”


She knows I am not going to be decent than this so she ignores and continues to chant and tie the raksha dhaga. Three knots is what she ties around my wrist and I believe each one symbolizes something.


“Why three knots?” I ask out of the blue.


She is equally surprised that I showed interest in this but she is more than willing to share. Her expressions speak a lot what’s going in her mind and heart.


“The first knot is to secure you from the evil of mankind. The second knot to protect you from the devil’s eye and the third knot to protect you from yourself.”

I am confused.

“One second.. Devil’s eye? What’s that?”

She sighs.

“What’s the point asking when you wont believe?”

“What’s the harm telling me? Maybe I believe.”


We begin to walk around the temple again to reach the front area.


“Do you believe if there is good then there also exists an evil?” she asks.

“I don’t know.. I never thought about that deeply but yes people are evil. Their intentions are evil and-”

“I am not talking about evil in people” she cuts my words.

“Then?”

“Evil as in satan. The one you can’t see but you feel him only when you do something wrong in your life. It’s always the satan versus your pure soul. Your soul wants you to do good but the Satan.. he will always poke you to do bad..”


I swallow.

“Where is this Satan?”

“He could be anywhere..” she frowns. “Within us.. around us and at times.. the satan is so strong that he can possess you completely.”


That’s scary whatever she is preaching me but I listen to her interrupted.

“And that’s where the third knot comes in..” she adds. “If the Satan ever possess you, I want this Raksha Dhaga to save you from yourself.”


God! This is so confusing now.

“You think a simple thread can do that?”

“It’s not just a thread. It’s Devi Maiyaa’s blessing. I had kept this at the idol’s feet for 3 days and have chanted these mantras on it after making sure they protect you.”


Oh. I am surprised she put all these efforts for me.


“Why did you do all this for me?” I am serious now. “Why are you even marrying me Khushi? It’s not that you like me much. And I know you are not fond of the Raizada name, class and money. Then why?”


She bites her lip and that one action makes my body tingle at wrong places.


“I told you we are destined. Made for each other. No matter how much I ignore you, Devi Maiyaa wants us to be together.”

I smile.

“Accha? And who told you this?”

“Devi Maiyaa herself. She came in my dream and told me to say yes to the proposal.”


Now I laugh and she stares at me angrily.


“I am serious.” She adds.

“Sorry.. Yea.. well. It’s not Devi Maiyaa who came in your dream, it’s your inner subconscious mind who is charmed by me and wanted you to give me a chance. That’s it.”

“You won’t understand..”


She tries to walk away but I grip her wrist and haul her back to me. The force I use to do so, makes her fall on my chest and I grip her strongly in between my arms to make sure she doesn’t run away.


“You are right. I don’t understand any of this but I know one thing for sure Khushi Kumari Gupta. I like you.” I pull her closer this time. So closer that our faces are merely inches apart. “I like you a lot and I can’t wait to get married to you and see how our relationship progresses. I hope some day you too would see me for what I am and not only what your Devi Maiyaa is teaching you.”


So far she was simply staring in my eyes but as I finish, her gaze drops on my lips and I see her swallowing hard. And god!! I Am hard everywhere.


To be Continued


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