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Posted: 13 years ago

Rassiya

Aug 15, 2011

      She stood before him, dressed in a white sari again, this one more intricate than that other. Made even more beautiful by the marks of his possession on her forehead and her neck. They had just come from a double celebration, a celebration for both India's Independence and their 1st marriage anniversary. So much they had faced in that year; losing the baby; the court proceedings against Dev, Naintara and Brig; Vicky; Samira, the public controversy but the Khurana family had survived, had come through more stronger and even more popular, lead from their darkness by the badi bahu of the family, Mrs. Maan Singh Khurana.
      For him, the year had been the greatest test of his strength and will power. Strength to stand by her side always, and offer his shoulder, his hand, anything anytime she needed. She had shown him the emotional strength needed to deal with Dev's betrayal of the family and to know that time really did heal every fragment of a broken heart and joined it together. It was the sweetest torture of his will to sleep every night in a bedroom right next to Geet's, separated by only a door, knowing that they were not ready yet, just not yet, to fulfill the need they saw in each other eyes, the need to possess and be possessed completely, the need which had been present between them even before their marriage. It had taken them time but they had learned, they knew they had to each heal themselves and heal each other first, so that when they bound each other with those final chains, there would be no past, no problems, no breaks which could ever tear them apart. So they learned each other, first with compassion, then with friendship, and now with love.
    So different this night was from that night. Today she stood shivering before him, both of them soaked due to the rain, the short distance it had taken for them to cross form their car to their home had soaked them with the heavy rains. Today the possession which had started with that dance on that day, was playing again. Knowing that this night would change their souls forever, each had a sensuous and playful feel around them. Feeling his eyes on her, she reddens, coyly lowers her lashes and turns towards the stairs. At the base of the steps, she stands, turns her face to look him in the eyes, and with eyes silently beguiling, cajoling him to follow, turns her face again and starts ascending the steps slowly. He did not think that she knew what her eyes did to him with these silent looks.

O Rassiya aa
Rasiyaa aa aa
Bawali si preet mori
Abb chain kaise ppaaye
Aaja Rasiya mohe ang lagaale

Bawali si preet mori
Abb chain kaise ppaaye
Aaja Rasiya mohe ang lagaale

Ang Lagale
Ang Lagale
Ang Lagale

With lengthy steps he catches her halfway up the stairs, grabbing her arm, he pulls her back and into his arms. Holding her so close as he had in that dance, he steps forward until they are face to face pressed against the wall. With a small moan he takes quick possession of her mouth, as he had wished to do since that night in the rain and everyday since then. Helpless to do anything against their passion, and trying to find an anchor against the sudden rush of awareness she clings to his shoulders, fisting a hand in his hair.

Taan Ek Jaan Ek
Apna ho Jahan Ek
Aise lipte roh se rooh
Ki ho gaaye imaa ek

Breaking apart when the requirement for breath becomes unbearable, they gaze into each others eyes. Seeing her flushed, hair mussed by his hands, and lips teased to redness, all he can think of is MINE. Equally mesmerized by how he looks in all passion, she coyly looks down, sliding down a little she ducks out from the cage of his arms and giving a playful look at his stunned face she runs up the stairs.

O Keshuo si kaali ratiyaan
Adhereon pe kaape bateiyaa
Sawali si sansein mori arj sunawe
Aake mori shwate preet pe Rang saza de

Pausing at the top of the stairs to catch her breath, she is surprised to still hear the clinging of her payal. On looking back, she sees Maan playing with it. Glancing down quickly she sees that it was missing from her right foot. Embarrassed that she had not even realized she was missing it, that she had been so lost in their game she had not felt it leave her foot, she goes to turn but is stopped by a tug on her hand. Then there he is kneeling at her feet, holding her hand and urging her to lift her foot. With movement slowed by heat and anticipation, she raises her foot and places it on his thigh. Still looking into her eyes, he circles her delicate ankle with his hands and slowly, caressingly ties on her payal.

Bawali si preet mori
Abb chain kaise ppaaye
Aaja Rasiya mohe ang lagaale

With breathes labored once again, she releases her gaze from him and removing her ankle from his hands, she steps back with intention to run, to withdraw from this heat even if for a moment. Realizing her intention in her eyes, he swiftly stands and without a moments fault lifts her into his arms. Hiding her face into the crook of his arms, she takes a breath to calm herself, but with that breath comes the scents which are uniquely his own and she drowns again. Uncaring that he would read this surrender in her eyes, she locks eyes with his again and with a voice made momentarily steady says "I Love You". All his movements stopping at this statement, he replies with the only truth he know "I love you". Both lost in each others eyes, they reach their destination, Maan's room, their room, and closing the door behind him, he takes her to their bed so that they can finally dance their most perfect dance with each other.

Bawali si preet mori
Abb chain kaise ppaaye
Aaja Rasiya mohe ang lagaale

Ang Lagale
Ang Lagale
Ang Lagale

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Comments appreciated. 😊
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lyrics used: song - Rassiya. movie: Kurbaan

Edited by blueangel13 - 13 years ago