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Here you go... the part 5 is below. Let me tell you about this, some of the old mysterys hidden in the old bricks of Raizada mension will step into light. Hope you will enjoy reading!

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Part 5

“The sweetest smiles hold the darkest secrets...”

― Sara Shepard

Avinav Raizada is known as a cunning man in his sector. Even ever he set his eyes on something; it was as if, very natural that he will get it. No one, absolutely had the audacity to stop him. In his knowledge, not even god himself.

And what happens when he do not get his desire?

Destruction.

25 years years ago, Avinav Raizada was the same man, but with least wealth. He was a middle classed man, with big ego and impossible dreams.

Shashi Gupta looked at the mension with admired eyes. All their hard work is paying them back, Avinav and he started the fashion business before 6 years. Back then, all these luxuries seemed to impossible. But with Shashi’s hard word and honesty, and Avinavs determination and big dream took them in new height.

The house was also their join cooperation. They decided to stay under one roof, with each other’s love, respect and friendship.

But shashi gupta was wrong.

“Avinav, meet my wife, Garima. Garima, as I told you before, this is my childhood-friend, Avi.” Shashi introduced each other.

But the young, full of life Garima’s eyes moved on the huge building with admiration. She was a middle class girl who never saw such thing in her life. Now, as they moved to live in this mension, her excitement knew no bounds.

“Hum yaha rahenge Sashi ji?” She rounded her eyes with shock, “Kitne bare haweli!”

(We will stay here Shshi ji?.... “ Such a big house!)

“Yes, we will.” Shashi looked at his wife cordially. They had age difference, but that never affected the love and respect they had for each other. Happily married, they were.

Avinav looked at the girl infront of him. ‘Sunshine’ was the only word he could say in his mind. Always happy and jovial. And look at his fate! God has gifted him an unfortunate life indeed! His wife, Kavya Raizada was just the opposite of Garima Gupta.

Kavya Raizada, a very calm and quite lady, with a sophisticate taste and splendid nature.

Her eyes used to speak volume, rather than her lips. She had immense power to tie her family with love; ‘Love’ was the word she believed in. She belonged to a rich family, but her dreams used to be same as the other girls, having a lovely family and a good-honest husband who will love her, always.

                                           

                                                   (Imagine her as Arnav's mother)   

                 

Maybe, god had other plans for her. Neither she got a good family, nor a caring-husband. All he did was took all the wealth from which she got from her family. Most of his nights were spent in “Kotta” (A particular living place for prostitutes.)

His greed and inhuman nature shattered her dreams, forever.

“This is Kavya.” Avinav spit with distaste. Shashi and Garima greeted her cordially.

“Namaste jij!” Garima hugged her. (Hello, Sister!)

Kavya felt her eyes wet. After many years she felt some one’s genuine love for her.

“Welcome dear!” She smiled.

Nobody knew, but one pair of eye had everything other than love for Garima. It is called lust; lust was the first signal of destruction of their life.

Avinav looked at Garima’s feature shamelessly. “I want her…” His desire for something forbidden rose his inner demon.

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“You thought you will get her, eh?” Sarcasm was mixed in that voice. “ But it’s late, my son. Anjali and Khushi… you will get none of them.”

“No…No! You can’t do this!” Arnav tried to locate his sister and Khushi in the pitch dark room.  Suddenly a light came into his view. He looked at them in horror.

His sister was lying in the floor lifeless. A thin line of blood adorned her white ‘saree’. His legs made attempts to run and hug her, but he could not move an inch. “Di!! No…No!!!”  

“Wont you look at your Khushi, son?” A voice came from nowhere; an invisible strength turned his legs like a jelly. “Khushi! Where are you?” He shouted.

“Arnav!” A shrink hoarse voice took his attention. “I… I am …” She could not say anything more.

“Khushi…don’t leave me… Don’t you dare leave me!” Arnav cried with agony. His throat hurt with pain. His body was cold with distress. “I will save you!”

“Good bye, Arnav ji…” She closed her eyes, her lips trembled with painful smile, “I love you…”

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“Khushi!!” Arnav sat up on his bed, his body trembled like a leaf. The sudden turmoil almost stopped his heart from beating.

He took long breath to steady himself. “Nightmare, only a nightmare...” he chanted to himself.

Beads of sweat made their way over his body. It was past mid night.

 “I need to see them.”

He located their room in dark and peeped through the opened door.

A wave of relief washed him. They were alright.

Their angelic face reduces his depression. Taking the seat beside bed he smiled. Indeed, they were the lights of his life.

“I will save you two.” He muttered. “I won’t let you leave me. I have no-one except you now… how can I let you go?”

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