He points to a sofa near the television and holds out his hand to take me there. I was about to reject, but seeing that Ma and papa were there, I unwillingly gave out my hand. After making me sit down on the sofa, he leaves, to help Ma and papa quickly finish the dishes. I smile seeing that he still is the caring type for his parents. When we first got married, not only was he ignoring me, but was also ignoring his duties as a son.

Flashback ~ one week after marriage

A guy in a business suit is running from his room with a phone in his hand, while a lady is running behind him.

Lady (annoyed) - choote, at least have your breakfast... and what's this? I have been telling you for a long time to make some space in your cupboard for Khushi but you haven't done anything. It's been a week since your marriage with Khushi, however, she seems more like a guest in this house than the daughter-in-law and...

Before the lady could continue her scoldings, her son looked at her with anger in his eyes.

Arnav (angry) - Ma, I have told you this, Khushi is my namesake wife, I was forced to marry her and she is given her own room. It's not my problem if she is feeling like a guest in here, I am not taking the responsibility to make her feel welcomed cause she never was welcomed. Thirdly, I will have breakfast at AR, I have already wasted 5 minutes of my precious time discussing her.

Ratna tries to stop him, but in vain as Arnav leaves the house, not even bidding a bye to his mum, while Khushi watches this from afar and silently cries.

Flashback Ends

I remember how upset Ma was seeing Arnav ignoring her. No matter how much he hated me, he shouldn't have talked so rudely with me and shouldn't have ignored her. He did that a lot during our initial stages of marriage... until well into our second month when he started joining us for breakfast, but even that was just for the sake of eating. He used to leave early and come home late... even on Sundays he worked. To stay away from me and indirectly hurt his family. I wipe my tears from my cheeks, recalling his harsh words and harsh behaviour.

Arnav (smiling) - Okay, let's sit down and watch a movie...

Arnav comes towards me and is about to sit down but seeing the tears from my eyes, he wipes them down and silently sits away from me, as if knowing why I had tears. Ma comes near me with a bright smile, however, her smile vanishes upon seeing Arnav sitting so far from me.

Ma (frowning) - Choote, come sit next to Khushi, I don't want her to feel lonely...

The irony is, that sitting next to him makes me feel more lonely than sitting away from him. I am about to ask him to sit next to me when he ...

Arnav (smiling) - Ma, I think it's best to sit next to her, as her parents can never make her feel lonely. I am gonna sit with Papa, it's been forever since I have sat with him. I am sure, Khushi won't mind if I don't sit with her for the movie. Plus, she is going to shift to our room, tomorrow anyway, I will spend some time with her then.

Ma smiles hearing the response, and sits and starts talking to me, while I sit there shocked. We are moving to his room... why? How can he decide this without telling me? I am uncomfortable sitting near him, and he wants to sleep in the same room as me...

Arnav - So what movie should we watch?

Ma/papa - Bollywood/Hollywood

Ma glares at Papa who gulps but glares back at Ma.

Ma (annoyed) - My daughter likes Bollywood movies, especially Salman Khan, I will only watch that. He is also one of my favourite actors.

Papa (jealous) - that is precisely why I don't want to watch it, as soon as we finish a movie, you will start talking and gossiping about him with Khushi and then in our bedroom, all I will hear is his praises... (annoyed) also, Hollywood shows more reality then Bollywood movies.

Ma (angry) - what did you say? Not all Hollywood movies show reality, and it's called a movie for a reason. Reality or not, it's a movie...

Before they could continue arguing, I interrupted the fight and supported Ma.

Me - Let's watch Bollywood na... It's better than seeing two shameless people kissing in public,

Before Papa could answer back, Arnav spoke up.

Arnav (smirking) - and you think Bollywood doesn't have that? Which century do you live in?

Me (annoyed) - I only watch movies of Salman Khan, and they don't have any of those scenes. My Salman Khan is so cultured and respectful.

Arnav (smirking) - Your Salman Khan is only like that in movies... You should see how he is in reality...

I stare at him with anger. HOW DARE HE SAY ANYTHING ABOUT MY SALMAN KHAN... I went towards him and I was about to hit him, for saying bad things about my Salman Khan.. but ma and papa who had been watching our fight with amused expressions, stopped us.

Papa (smiling) - Let's watch a Salman Khan movie...

Me and Ma immediately smile, while Arnav frowns but agrees.

After movie

I smile with tears in my eyes, seeing a happy ending for both Prem and Nisha. Yes, I watched Hum Aapke Hain Koun..! because nothing beats the old movies. Despite having watched it so many times, my tears still manage to drop. I suddenly feel a tissue box near me, and I watch as Arnav stares at me with a weird expression, seeing me cry.

Arnav (puzzled) - Khushi, you have watched this over 100 times, and you still manage to cry every single time... How?

Me (annoyed and sniffing) - because it's soo.. Emotional... I can't get over the movie. You won't understand...

Arnav - what the...

I glare at him and he immediately leaves to turn the lights on. As I look around, I see that Ma and papa are already sleeping. Should I wake them? Or should I let them sleep? I look at Arnav with puzzled expressions and understanding me, he goes to tap on Papa's shoulder.

Papa (sleepy) - yes...

Arnav (whispering) - Papa, did you wanna sleep on the sofa? Or did you wanna move to the bedroom?

Papa (smiling) - sorry, didn't realise when I slept. We will go to our room, both you and Khushi should go to your rooms as well...

Arnav nods and he helps me walk to my room.

Arnav - I will sleep in your room today before we shift to my... I mean our room...

I stare at him with a shocked expression.

Precap - Arguments