Thank you all for being with the River!

When she first awoke that Saturday morning, three weekends since she’d returned to Bangalore, her head was heavy and her heart bobbing lightly in her chest. The first few moments of dawn went by in wonderment of her own duality of the moment.  Was she happy or was she anxious – she couldn’t tell. Minutes passed by as she let her thoughts settle. When she opened her eyes and let her shoulders droop, she realized she was letting her body relax when she hadn’t even known it was rigid with tension.

The answer was simple. She needed to lose weight. And she needed to do it fast. Perhaps going back and joining a formal weight loss program – like the one Shyam had joined – was the only option. And till then, it would have to be a strict diet and perhaps some exercise if she could manage it. The piece of cake she had wolfed down on Friday afternoon was probably the last fun thing she had eaten for a few months.

Pushing herself out of bed, she quickly went about finishing her morning ablutions and chores around the house. The fact that Arjun was still in the US and that Raagini had just returned from a break earlier this week meant that her apartment was squeaky clean and intensely lonely. Calls with Arnav were limited to late nights and early mornings and despite all the help they had from technology, the distance was really hard to deal with. Timezone differences meant that when Khushi was free, Arnav was getting ready for work and vice versa. He had once asked her if she was the kind of person who believed long distance relationships were tough. She’d laughed at the ridiculousness of that question at the time. Now, half a decade later, she finally understood the depth behind it. She couldn’t wait for him to get back to India. Knowing that she’d just been staffed on a six month project in India which would need her to travel little and even then only domestically, gave her hope that things would be better once he was back. Especially since he’d also declared that he was trying to find more work to sell and deliver in the country.

Patience, she told herself as she poured a cup of sugarless tea for herself and took it with her to settle down with her paperback. She was catching up with Raagini later in the day and suddenly, she couldn’t wait to meet her friend. How life and times changed, she muttered to herself with a rueful smile before losing herself in the story that was waiting to be picked up from where she’d last left it off.



Raagini chuckled out aloud, her eyebrows touching her brow as she stepped in for a quick hug.

“How?” Khushi asked, her mouth agape in wonderment as she looked at a visibly thinner Raagini.

“With a lot of walking and very little eating.” Raagini answered wryly as they followed the maitre’d to their table. “I cannot tell you how much I am looking forward to this lunch. I am going to eat today.”

Khushi watched in awe as they sat down on the opposite sides of the small table. “I am not sure I am going to be able to eat at all now. Raagini – this,” She looked around at her favorite Italian restaurant and shook her head, “was a bad idea. I am going to die of sheer torture now.” She looked again at Raagini’s well defined facial contours and shining skin and sighed. “You look so good! I hate that.”

Raagini smiled. “You are two seconds away from calling me bitch, aren’t you?”

Khushi laughed and nodded. “I am. I wouldn’t have said it out aloud but…” She shrugged as the waitress came around to take their orders. After much err-ing, both girls decided they would skip mains and order salads and desserts. “Completely unhealthy” Raagini pointed out, “But hey I am on a break today and you will start from dinner today, okay?”

“Okay,” Khushi replied as she handed her menu back and then placed her hand on the table. Here was a story, one she needed to hear desperately and she wasn’t about to waste a moment of it. “So, tell me everything. And end with how I can start.”

Raagini grinned. “Believe me, the beginning is something you don’t want to emulate.”

“I’ll be the judge of that,” Khushi pointed out.

“A week after you left for Detroit, I woke up in the morning one day and couldn’t get out of bed.”

Khushi frowned. “Huh?”

“I couldn’t sit up,” Raagini’s smile softened and voice dropped. “My back…it gave out.”

Khushi stared at her friend in silence. “Gave out?”

“It seems I have degenerated discs in my spine.”

“Oh God!” Khushi exclaimed. “Slipped disc?”

“Not exactly. Medically there is some difference between these conditions but okay for the purpose of this conversation…” Raagini smiled.

“How did this happen?” Khushi whispered incredulously. “And how did you even get to the hospital to get all these tests done?”

“I stayed like that for a couple of hours. Then I was able to sit up slowly. I called Namit,” She said, referring to one of their colleagues. “Thankfully it was a Saturday, so he drove me to the doctor and then multiple tests, MRIs…” Raagini trailed off. “Bottomline, the one thing that became non-negotiable was losing weight.”

“But you were not obese!”

“BMI says I was…I still am nowhere close to BMI indicated ideal weight.”

“Some studies say…”

“That BMI is not the right indicator?” Raagini completed what she had started to say. “I know. But you have to start somewhere, you need some reference. So there it is. The ultimatum, however, came because I have a weak back. The doctor told me that if I want to be able to dance again, be able to carry a baby, be able to sleep without worrying about snapping into two…”

“Shit, Ramu!” Khushi interrupted, her heart hammering in sheer terror as she heard Raagini’s calmy uttered words. “I am so sorry!”

She shook her head. “Don’t be. I was scared but I think it was a wake up call I needed.”

It was a very expensive wake up call if there was ever one, Khushi thought to herself and then realized that she was on the brink of an equally harsh debit from life if she didn’t do something about it quickly. Perhaps her debit would not be medical. Perhaps hers would be what she feared most of all, what she had no reason to expect and still worried about every breathing moment since that evening when Arnav had told her how he felt….

“Anyway,” Raagini continued, ending Khushi’s tumble down a familiar spiral. “I had to take two weeks off work – that was what was happening when you pinged one day and I told you I am off work. Before I headed back to work, Shyam called one day – to ask after my health – which was very sweet and completely unexpected. But when he called – I had my lightbulb moment. I asked him how he went about that weight loss center. To his credit, he was not shocked or offended. Instead, he gave me the number of his weight loss consultant at the center and even put in a word. I joined three days later. And this…” She mock bowed, “is the new, improved me.”

Khushi sat silently for many moments in which time their salads arrived. “I don’t know whether to be happy or sad about your weight loss story anymore,” She confessed as soon as the waitress left them to enjoy their meal.

Raagini chuckled.

“I mean, are you able to dance now? Is the spine problem solved?”

She shook her head. “No. And I don’t know if it will be solved this easily. I am going to try everything to make sure surgery is the last option. So, weight loss isn’t solving the problem but as my doctor says, it’s not getting worse.”

Khushi smiled sadly. “I wish I had been around to help. I am so sorry, Ramu.”

“I know. I can’t dance! Imagine that. I miss that the most.”

Khushi shook her head. “Unbelievable.” She said as they dug into their food. “Of all the things you miss – dancing!”

“Priorities, darling.” Raagini answered. “Anyway, enough about me. Tell me about your trip, Ms. Amreeka-return. How was Wyatt? How was it working with AV?”

Perhaps it was the stress of the distance or the tenor of the conversation that had just ended, Khushi didn’t have to work too hard to not blush. She made some quick, non-committal replies about work and about Arnav. Raagini made some comments about her being lucky which Khushi dismissed pleasantly. She replaced Raagini’s questions with some of her own about Raagini’s project experiences. The meaningless friendly exchange continued well past salad and into dessert.

It was halfway through dessert that Khushi picked up the thread of their conversation about weight again.

“Of course. Come along tomorrow morning and I’ll make the introduction. If I am able to lose weight, I am sure it will work for you too.”

“Thank you,” Khushi replied. “I will. I just need to get started on this with quick results. The fact that nothing moves on the weighing scale is just too frustrating.”

“I hear you,” Raagini responded. “And I am going to regret this tiramisu when I step on that scale tomorrow – yes, they weigh you every time you go. Let me warn you – this is not for the faint hearted.”

Khushi chuckled. “I am willing to try anything here. I was this close to buying a TVC sauna belt yesterday, you know.”

“I know!” Raagini exclaimed. “God, I’ve lost track of the number of imes I have almost placed an order on the phone!” She laughed out aloud. “Chalo, good. I will have company again. I am hitting my first plateau – it will be motivating to have you around. It really does feel good to imagine that your body is getting healthier.”

Khushi rolled her eyes. “I couldn’t care less about my health at the moment. At the most, it’s a happy coincidence.”

Raagini looked at her oddly for a second and then smiled almost shrewdly. “It’s a guy, isn’t it?”

Khushi’s face flushed. So much for not blushing.

“It is a guy!” Raagini said out aloud, causing several of those around them to look in their direction. “Shit, sorry. But…damn! Now that is an interesting life!”

“Hardly interesting when you are wondering what he sees in you.” Khushi muttered under her breath and pushed her dessert away. It tasted like crap anyway. Where was a gooey chocolate cake when you needed one?

“Kaveri,” Raagini began a moment later and then seemed to change her mind. She nodded and went back to her cake.

“No, say it. I cannot keep imagining what you were going to.” Khushi insisted.

Her friend sighed. “Okay. If you are losing weight for a guy, don’t do it. It won’t work. If it isn’t there already, it won’t magically come because you weigh a stone or two lesser.”

Khushi remained silent. She didnt want to correct Raagini’s assumption that it was not a guy she was hoping to attract – that part was strangely taken care of. It was a guy she was hoping to retain long enough to last a lifetime.

“Believe me, I have been there.”

“A guy?”

“Yup” Raagini quipped. “I did the entire weight loss drama “for him”. It didn’t matter. He couldn’t have cared less and in the end it was a stupid Mummy ko dark skinned Madrasi ladki nahi chahiye sequence that spoilt the whole thing.”

Khushi bit down a flare of annoyance at an unknown set of people. “That was the problem?”

Raagini sighed. “Yes. And I know what you are thinking. We are top tier b-school educated women. These things shouldn’t happen to us.”

Khushi shook her head. “No, I know they do. I am just saddened by the futility of such non-sense. Like two people don’t have enough drama of their own to deal with that they need this caste, creed, color, religion shit clouding their vision.”

There was silence on the table following Khushi outburst as both girls fiddled with their cutlery and waded through the shadows of their individual and collective lives.

“There is no chance of anything working out?” Khushi asked eventually, unable to accept that heartache still existed so painfully in the lives of those around her.

Raagini shook her head. “I’ve stopped thinking about it. Too much time has been spent trying to make it work. Sometimes it is just not meant to be.”

And it was at that somber note that Khushi carried with her long after the afternoon was over.


“Why aren’t you on Facebook?”

She shouldn’t have been surprised by the question. It was one she got asked fairly often. But coming from… “Are you on Facebook?” She asked instead, returning his surprise with some of her own.

“I am heartbroken that you haven’t looked for me yet.”

Her heart skipped and rumbled gaily in her chest. This side of him was even better than the person she thought he was all the time. “Practice is everything,” She replied with a small chuckle. “I spent many years training to not google your name.”

She regretted the words as soon as they were out of her mouth. Where had this come from? She was most likely PMS’ing. What else could explain the moroseness that was her mood this evening? Especially when she had no reason to be anything less than dreamy and bursting with love. It had been four weeks since she’d come back from Detroit and every day had started and ended with conversations like this one. Text exchanges filled her days and nights. She slept little and still didn’t find herself battling yawns all day. She found herself smiling – unexpectedly, by herself and a lot – not necessarily in that order. Work had transformed from supporting small pieces of disconnected research to her next full time project, this time offshore data analytics for a project with one of Wyatt’s key competitiors – it wasn’t her favourite kind of work to do but it kept her spirits up and gave her enough mindspace to focus on life and all the beautiful and not-so-beautiful things that came with it.

No, she had no reason to be morose; she had no reason to bring up the past as painfully as she just had. “Sorry,” She apologized before Arnav could speak. “I don’t mean for that to sound as sad as it did. It was just…”

“I am sorry, Khushi. For what happened and for my role in it.”

Now she felt like an absolute jerk. What was wrong with her? “No, please…don’t…” She took a deep breath. “I am sorry. I really didn’t mean it the way it came out.”

There was a moment’s silence before he spoke. “I know. And I am glad you aren’t measuring your words.”

Ha! Wasn’t she? Wasn’t he?

“But I am sorry nevertheless.”

She bit back the sense of rising irritation, clamping down on a feeling that was entirely baseless and most likely the result of all the days she’d spent now actively pining for his proximity. She needed to change the subject. “I am not fond of social media. I was on Facebook but it somehow seems like a place where people present an alternate view of their life where nothing is wrong and every opinion is strong…I got tired and I left.”

He laughed softly. “I am not actively on any platforms either. I just happened to log in to my account today after many months and somehow ended up looking for you and…It was a simple question.”

This was her fault. He was being perfectly normal and she had to go and ruin it so that he was choosing his words carefully again. Why? Why couldn’t she be one of those people who could go from melancholy to carefully constructed cheer with little effort and much conviction? “So why did you login to Facebook today?” Excellent, Kaveri Gupta. Brilliant effort, she chided herself dryly.

“To update my relationship status.”

She rolled her eyes and regretted having said no to a video call – how she’d have loved to see his expression right now! Alas, she’d been putting off getting her eyebrows threaded and her face was positively hirsute at the moment – not a visual she wanted to present ever and especially not to the man who had little reason to love her in the first place. “And what did you choose? It’s complicated?”

He laughed. “It is not complicated in the least. Not anymore! And wait, I thought there’d be more of a reaction to that statement. Are you saying I can go ahead and pick a more appropriate option?”

“I am saying nothing of the sort.” She snorted and then rolled over to her stomach, putting her phone on speaker and placing it in front of her. “When are you coming back?”

“Thirteen days.” He replied instantly, like he’d been thinking of it too.

“That’s two weekends away.” She whined and then put her head down on her bed, smothering her gasp of longing that seemed to rest at the tip of her tongue when she spoke to him on the phone. I miss you didn’t begin to cover the extent of her yearning. She was boorish and cranky and it was all his fault.

“So, is it now a good time to ask why you are….” He hesitated. “Er…In a less than good mood?”

He noticed. Of course he noticed. “I am not…” She began instinctively and then decided there was no point lying. “I am hungry.”

You are hungry.” He reconfirmed and then chuckled softly. “That’s an easy fix, baby. Get something to eat. I am sure you have something to….”

“I am on a diet and all I have at home is fattening crap.” She bit out. “And I don’t feel like munching on a carrot stick. Or drinking a glass of milk.”

He chuckled some more but this time, there was a hint of deeper bemusement in his voice. “What sort of a diet is this? If you are hungry, just eat something.”

A roll of annoyance completely misplaced flushed through her blood stream. “I can’t just eat anything. That’s what’s got me to this place. I need to lose weight.” Shiv-ji, why was she telling him all this? He was not going to be able to help. This was her decision, her resolution to find confidence that she would be able to live up to his expectations and desires. Why was she dragging him into her mess? This was for her to solve.

“Eating so little that you are hungry at bed-time is not the answer, baby. Eat normal, wholesome food and find a way to burn more than you take in. Come on, I am sure you know this.”

“Ha! Easy for you to say. You spend an hour on the treadmill like it’s your own personal daily vacation. I can’t walk for thirty minutes at six kilometers an hour without feeling like my heart will give out!”

He chuckled softly. “Baby steps. Nobody gets to high fitness levels overnight.”

She frowned and bit back a grumble. “Whatever.”

“You think I’m preaching.”

“Of course, I think you are preaching.” She stated sulkily.

“Achcha baba, I am sorry. I don’t mean to sound condescending. Giving advice comes naturally to me now, unfortunately. You should tell me to cut it out when it gets out of hand.”

She frowned for a second before a smile tugged at her lips. “I am sorry I am being grumpy. And I know about the advice part. It’s just suddenly strange to be on the other side. I feel like I now know what Tripti keeps harping on about.”

“That hurts, Khushi.”

This time she laughed out aloud. “I never knew you for melodrama. I think you are spending too much time with Arjun.”

He sighed. “That I am, unfortunately. But what choice do I have – yeh dooriyaan, majbooriyan…”

“Mushkil bada, yeh pyaar hai?” She asked.

He took a deep breath and seemed to drift off as she waited with a half smile pasted on her face despite the poky edges of bad tempter that she knew was still hovering under her skin.

“Arnav,” She whispered with feeling, forcing herself to draw on the moments that meant more than the imaginary ones that would take her nowhere.

“Have I mentioned I love how sexy my name sounds when you say it.”

She blushed and buried her face in her mattress again. “Okay,” She whispered. “Then let me not be a killjoy by pointing out the absolute cheesiness of that “baby” endearment from a few moments ago.

An inaudibly shocked second of silence passed before Arnav Varun burst out laughing again. “I really hoped you would let that pass, you know.”

“Not a chance,” She countered.

“I can’t pull that off,” He sighed into her ears.

“No one can pull that off,” She replied as her fingers crossed and her lips curved into a well-defined crescent.

“I am going to keep trying though, I think. I like the sound of it.”

“Dammit!” She said as she clicked her tongue in mock-disappointment.


River Song, Music and Lyrics

Song Title: Mushkil Bada Yeh Pyaar Hai

Album: Gupt

Singers: Alka Yagnik, Udit Narayan

Music: Viju Shah

Lyrics: Anand Bakshi



Next Update: Monday, Nov 13, 2017, late night IST

Please excuse typos! 

342 thoughts on “Chapter Twenty Five: Under Rugs, Across Oceans (II)

  1. But it never worked out…. But being a housesurgeon and all the running around …has done what dieting has not done😂😂😂

    So back to story….It’s awesome to see them making such cute and sweet conversations 🤗🤗🤗 and the way you always make Av Quoting lyrics

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  2. Khushi really does need a confidence boost. I hope she starts accepting herself more. As someone who struggles to lose weight, I can totally relate. It is frustrating but once you start eating better and exercise and see a difference, you do feel much better and fitter.

    The banter between arnav and khushi is lovely. Their past is initially always going to overshadow or be brought up..but hopefully with time the bitterness can stop. Long distance relationships must be very difficult…i don’t know how people manage!

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  3. Having free times in weekdays when everyone else in AD is busy in fun and sad. Fun because u get to read ur fav story from the beginning one more time, bt sad because reading some ninety chapters in two days, u dont know how wait four more days until the next part comes. That too when that can have the much waited reunion of AV and his Khushi.
    I dunno Meera, its always like i wanna write so much whenever i read River, but words always fail me, i never know what to say. Its overwhelming.
    I still dont know how and when River became so special. May be because the people here are so real. May be because the emotions are so relatable. May be the situation is so familiar. Or even may be the songs. I really dont know.
    Bas itna pata hai, I have no idea what I’ll do once this river runs through it to reach the ocean. This is gonna be difficult, to not wait for the weekly doses of River. To not fall some more in love with AV Sir. To not think what i would’ve done in Kavi Gupta’s shoes. To not wish for a friend like Arjun, or to not admire Tripti with adoration whenever these two make an appearance. And everyone else too, will miss everything of River.
    I know its too early to already start missing the story and everything, but i wanted to say it when I still have time. Kya pata phir kab aise mauke mille.

    PS : Pls make sure AV keeps calling her baby, thats really endearing 😉

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  4. I can imagine AV singing Baby, I love you but calling her Baby really? North American life style is rubbing on AV – What is next sweetie, sweetheart rofl.
    Did you know how many times have I curtly asked the contractors to not use those endearments. It has reached a point where they consider me now asocial.

    Pahele Tripti and now Raagini. These two are the real mirror of her life. Its so unfortunate to know that Raagini can not dance. Its not acceptable and to know its due to the reason which may have been caused or aggravated due to being obese. It hurts. Loved their conversation. One should not change for some guy. One can try look good for him but to change for him is not acceptable. Be it physically or otherwise.

    Her pinning is as palpable as her insecurity of weight. She is on diet and I can attest its one of the worst feeling on the earth if you are not positive about it. Once you are positive then people feel sorry for you not eating. In any case there is always some one who feels pity for you.
    Bechaniya is one of the up there song and the way you have used I can give 100 such dance maafi to Manisha’s :p

    Just waiting to see Iss raat ki subah kab hogi?

    PS – Did you change the format of this site or was I too blind for so many days to notice it?

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        1. Some cribbing about WP acting strange, things not working happened after the look changed😁
          About Baby, the response has been 50-50! Bieber and Spears also made an appearance with their odes to baby…

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  5. Wonderful chapter once again Meera. You have an amazing knack of making the characters and the conversations so real. The way khushi feels about herself, the nagging feeling that somehow she needs to improve her looks to retain her love, the conversations she has with Arnav, Tripti… all these make me feel as though this is something which is happening in real world with real people than the imaginary world you have spun so beautifully around us. I do not think I will be able to come out of this world even once this story is finished. I think I will keep coming back and reading the chapters again and again just soak in this river world.

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  6. Baby hehehe knew he couldn’t get away with it!why would you call anyone that ,it doesn’t make sense.Nobody should lose weight for anyone,if you really want to it must be for yourself I so agree with R! Khushi is a smart independent woman but still the insecurities with whether he has a reason to love her is one of the harsh realities of lives because of the deep rooted believes that only the thin and fair are beautiful and deserve love..
    I’m going to be infrequent here,finals months are starting and Aaahhh so much to study and projects..
    Loved the update.

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                  1. I love….hmm Meera gave it to me straight, ….Judai and the way she put it …makes me think there will be a meeting…maybe last line meeting if not second half (update) meet 😁 …..

                    @Meera – don’t bang your head if I dint decipher the clue correctly 😂

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  7. Thank you for another amazing chapter Meera…so beautiful and realistically written.
    Eagerly waiting to read AV’s POV …. and how he will deal with her insecurities. But don’t want You to end this wonderful journey so soon.

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  8. Caught up with the last few chapters today..loved every one of them
    This chapter was so relatable ..the issues which Khushi has is something which I have always had and continued to do so…though I wish she was doing this whole dieting thing because sje wants too and not to please others….but the insecurities which she has is so understandable.
    I loved the way Arnav kept calling her ‘baby’. Isn’t he a sweetheart. ..

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  9. I can’t believe the similarity between khushi and my feelings in this situation.. I am struggling exactly with the same feelings these days…
    The way she is fighting with herself to make herself in par with Arnav, is so relatable…. Although I don’t have any arnav in my life yet the age 28 is still the same in my case too 😍😍😍 it’s like reading my own fairytale and that’s why I feel so deeply for this fic…
    I wish Arnav tells her that he loves her and will continue doing so irrespective of her weight…. That’s the most important thing she needs to hear….. And that will make my fairytale happy and perfect too😍😍😍😍
    Waiting for tonight…..

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  10. Aha! the universal problem…loosing weight! One thing I loved about Kaveri in this story was that she wasn’t the typical Bollywood heroine..slim trim, you know? even when J had pointed out to AV and even Krishna and Arjun had expressed their perspectives on Khushi’s insecurities over her looks, I felt it so real..because there are people like her…and now Meera, you have put her on diet! how cruel…I understand Ramu’s health issue and why she had to do it…but Khushi..isn’t her agenda wrong?…she is not slim, so what? ok for her own confidence if she is doing it its fine…but here ….I don’t know…it’s her insecurities on the relationship with AV driving this need…well…I am not it will turn out to be…May be because, there had been instances in my life where I have been rejected for being fat (I mean in the matrimony area) I had been irritated and upset and had tried several things but ultimately nothing happened because I am bound to be how I am…genetic makeup…and for that if I am going to be rejected, let me be..that’s what I thought..Recently when I watched Qarib Qarib single, I like the way Parvathy the heroine looked…she isn’t the typical Bollywood heroine and I loved the way she looked, she wasn’t slim but she was comfortable in her skin….there was a scene where she tried tucking in her stomach but she let it go…she alluded confidence in being the way she looked…it’s a beautiful movie…recommend you!

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  11. Khushi strongly feels that her physical appearance might be one of the deciding factors of her future with Arnav or the lack of it might cause disinterest in his eyes. Her stand on this is understandable as she has very often been fed by others in her world, baring a few kind souls, about what she lacks.

    Raagini was definitely correct when she said never to do it for a guy, Deciding to make major physical changes will only work in the long run if we are truly committed to it and that commitment comes only when we consciously and strongly believe that the decision to make the change is good for our body and it will help us in being a better and healthy self. Arnav as usual was as amazing as ever.

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  12. Loved the sisters’ convo and the part where Ramu tells her not to do this, if its for a guy!
    Its something i firmly believe in and loved your characters ‘voicing’ it out!
    AV iS such a sweet boyfriend… ‘Baby’ included.:-P

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  13. awesome update yar
    losing weight is really difficult yar…
    i can completely relate to this.
    it will be very difficult in the first stage of workout but after sometime you will feel fit and really a new type of confidence will come……. raagini is right…dnt do this for someone else…do it for yourself…..
    loved arshi conversation…hmmm long distance relationships are really tough

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  14. Khushi is too conscious of her weight ..
    Ragini n Tripti tries to calm down her..

    Arnav is coming back after 13 days n Khushi is already missing him..
    I m approaching the end of River..

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  15. Rab ne bana di jodi. Raagini’s little back breaking story is sad. Can’t get up without any help is terrible. It all worked out at the end. Now Khushi is on diet control program. Arnav advice was good. Will she loose any weight in the next two weeks?

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  16. Ramu the chirpy positive kaali madrasi has such a sad FB, her insensitive crush , back , she is making changes in her life for a better tom, 👍🏼
    Kh needed the diet , exercise, counseling , center to build her confidence , she wants to be equal to AV , I can understand her , you go girl 🤞🏼
    AV becoming romantic day by day, americi does that to ppl,
    whenever I hug , my family still look at me like jadoo 👽
    Baby & his filmy lines / songs are a treat to read
    Ppl on diet , are cranky, quarrelsome & get all the more abusive when the scale shows no difference on Friday


  17. This was absolutely so much fun to read again today (I confess this is one of the less-read chapters for me). I loved both the conversations. But I loved the one with Arnav tad bit more. They seem to have become more…. comfortable with each other. Felt bad for Ragini though, the reason she suffered heartbreak. I thought color was no longer a criteria for the intelligent – tech savvy – brainy people to get married.

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