Chapter 63

Trials Of Fire Adni Untold Saga Chapter 63

IPK3 Season 2 Episode 133

Aadi was super excited solving the adventure game puzzle and somehow his exuberance turned out to be contagious. Pooja and Darsh both shrieked and clapped excitedly with him whenever he found the clue correct.

At one point,trying to help Aadi, Pooja bent down looking at some hint. She was so lost in her endeavour that she didn’t hear the footsteps of Darsh coming closer to her and halting just behind.

In her youthful enthusiasm, she looked so much younger. Darsh thought years were taken away from her and she was the same college girl again. He stood for an endless moment leaning towards her, watching her engrossed in her search.

It all happened in a moment!

Pooja suddenly jerked up and straight bumped into him. The contact of her back plastered against his hard front sent such electric shock through her that she swirled abruptly and stumbled. His hands encircled her upper arms to steady her and her hands came up to rest against his firm muscular chest.

His blood pounded and heated through his veins and rushed to his groins! What the hell! He was acting like a teenager.

“Sorry! Didn’t mean to do that!” She pressed against his chest trying to find her foot balance.

“Unfortunately!” The husky drawl whispered against her ears.

She took a step back and he released her almost immediately, suddenly a cold awareness tingled her nerve endings.

She didn’t realize she’d been holding her breath, till it whooshed out of her lungs. She blinked in confusion. Had she heard him correctly? No!....He seemed to be staring at her with an open sort of...hunger?

Nerves and arousal mingled and fought for dominance. The strange flare of lust heated his eyes, then disappeared so quickly she swore it was just a trick of the light.

All expression smoothed out to a blank canvas.

“What did you say?”

There was still no expression on his face. Darsh had never been one to wear his emotions on his sleeve. He was the most self-restrained man she knew, but she could usually read him better than this.

One couldn’t be a friend to someone since childhood without learning his moods, but he was a complete mystery to her at this moment and it confused her.

“Excuse me!”

He needed to get away from her for a few minutes, needed to gather his thoughts and compose himself.

Chandni and Advay were the first to reach the top level through the glass walled lift. As soon as they stepped out, Chandni could see only the sky in front. …. she could have touched it……Her heart began to race as the wind caught up with her.

There was silence! And it had a sound!

Chandni was transformed into another dimension…… All around her, there was just sky……. Same as her life!......And She stood suspended.

The colours changed as the time proceeded. Last evening, it had been dark with the ice chilled snow falling from it, today it was bright sunny wanting to embrace her in its absolute clarity……..

Clarity of love, clarity of her life with Dev……hadn’t they completed a whole cycle?.......The childhood happy friendship……..The confusing separation……The meeting again after sixteen years which culminated in her forced marriage to him…..she was terrified of him from that first meet…….till right in the marriage…….but as soon as she had known he was her Dev, all fear had vanished…….and now their relation had the absolute clarity of love……

Love that anchored life!

Without realising, she looked down and Unh!....... Her breath hitched!....... Her heart stopped!........Suddenly air was vacuumed out from her lungs; and she hyperventilated as the panic took root.

Advay took her by arm jerking her behind and pushing her against the mirrored wall with that precise economy of movement that she always found so inordinately fascinating about him.

His mouth took hers.

The moment their lips met, her senses short-circuited.

She tried to surface and gain control, but her mind crumbled and her body sang. She could have fought him if he got greedy; instead, the slide of his tongue seduced and asked for her to come and play. His stubble rubbed the sensitive curve of her jaw. The fight drained from her body, to be replaced by a raw, savage need that heated her blood. She moaned.

He loved to seduce her. Loved the slow slide of tongue, the catch of breath,the easy climb of desire as each step led toward completion.

He caught her lower lip and pressed a bit deeper without apology.  Chandni opened her mouth and gave in. All her shyness and inhibitions and defences shattered with the thrust of his silky tongue and the intoxicating taste of him. 

His kiss sent fireworks through her and she knew he could feel her tremble beneath his hands. He ripped his lips from hers and stared into her eyes dazed with lust. Her face was a creation of erotic beauty he didn’t want to miss. Her teeth sank into the swollen flesh of her lower lip, and her eyes half closed as she fought off the growing need for more.

Shikha had stepped on the top level little after the loving couple. She saw nothing but the possessive love of Advay Singh Raizada …….but there was no Advay Singh Raizada there.

What she saw were Shikha and Veer Singh Raizada unifying in their absolute love!

The momentary fulfilment of her heart’s deepest longing.

She had her face tilted up toward his, her heavy-lidded eyes were liquid with longing, her every breath emerged on a hitched sob, and her skin had a flushed, dewy look that immediately betrayed her arousal.

Memories and dreams came flooding back. They were not the stuff of her imagination ........ the spark, the attraction, was real and so stirring to her soul. She had not imagined it, but she wondered if Veer felt it too. Or perhaps he was immune to those kinds of feelings.

She glanced up at him and caught a flash of something dark in his eyes…. Shadows flickered over his face.

She paused and looked again……not certain of that look; but then his face went back to that maddeningly neutral expression.

He hovered for a moment before, with a growl of brutal self-denial, he dragged his gaze away, “Come! Let us see out!”

That did it!

A volcano erupted!

“No!”

The refusal to being denied! The wrath of a woman feeling disgraced through rejection! The lava of unspent desires, angers, frustrations!

“Shikha, calm down sweetheart!” The words cascaded like an ocean engulfing a volcano, dousing the burning fire in cool serene depths of water.

Veer held her by her arms to stop her angry shudder…….taking the sparks of anger coming from her eyes onto his chest ……..Shiva falling at the feet of angry Kaali to appease her!

“You emulate him in everything; then why not this?” The fire was not going away.

“They’re married, Shikha! We’re yet to be!”

“So?.....So what?.....What difference does that make? He did it before marriage, too!”

“He has had different upbringing, Shikha. Westernised!  I have been raised differently. Conservative Indian!..... My value systems are different but they are no lesser!”

“Your values are not lesser, just your love is!” A final blow dealt in ice chilled deriding dagger!

“Take your words back, Shikha! That remark was beneath you.” Veer gritted from tightly clenched teeth, his mouth thinned in a line, his patience stretched to a point of cracking.

“He’s right, Shikha! He loves you no less!” Darsh, as if appearing out of nowhere, intervened to stop the squabble.

He had come to top level to gather himself; but just stood transfixed witnessing the fire of passion exploding on one side while the other side had embers of a chilling fight!

“Shikha, my Ammi-Abbu are conservative Muslims. There’s never a physical display in open; but their eyes talk all the time and there love has no bounds. In my eyes, that’s the way a couple’s love must be!”

There was a world of vulnerability in his voice, and Shikha tried not to let it disarm her.

“They are from different era! Which era are you from? What’s wrong about being physical with your love?” she challenged.

“Physicality is not a must to express love, Shikha! Veer is right! A love story doesn’t get graded by the display of love. Rather every love story is unique.” Darsh replied in a calming presence.

“You are brought up in London! You say this? You think Jiju is wrong?” 

Shikha was not accepting defeat with her challenges, rather sharpening them, trying to catch each in their weak points as the two men joined forces against her.

“AD?” Darsh grabbed at his throat and pretended to gag. “He and his babes! CD has to always live with that bitter past of AD. Don’t compare your love story to theirs. They have their own colour; yours is going to glow in your unique way.”

It was not time to explain everything to Shikha; but Darsh knew where Advay came from when he got into physical relations. Each relation just screamed, he wanted Chandni and he hated Chandni! A tormented soul drenching its anguish in chains of meaningless physicality!

What was seen today was perhaps AD’s own private fantasy cherished since his love for Maths budded. He had never ever brought any of his tepid flirtations to Eiffel, the monument of his reverence.

"And Shikha, Bhai is not always like this.There must have been something between the two. Bhai never does anything without a reason!" Veer was always loyal to his Bhai, never seeing any flaw in him or his Bhabhi.

“Whatever!” Shikha shook her head in derision and left.

Veer studied her parting figure but caught no softness or satisfaction, just the usual low hum of energy she always exuded.

Darsh also saw her leaving and wondered in sadness. He couldn’t  give verdict about right or wrong but he knew two hearts were breaking in sheer inability to decipher each other.

Beshaq mandir masjid todo, Bulleh Shah ve kehta

A poet once said, break down places of worship if you wish

Par pyaar bhara dil kabhi naa todo

but do not break a heart full of love

 Iss dil mein dilbar rehta

for it is the heart in which the beloved lives

Jis palde mein toole mohabbat... uss meinchaandi nahin tolnaa

The scale in which you have weighed your love... never weigh your wealth in it

Tauba meri na dholna main ni bolna

There is nothing left for me to say

O nahin bolna jaa main nahin bolna jaa

Nothing to say

O main nahin bolna jaa, dolna main nahin bolna

Nothing left to say

Tauba meri na dholna main ni bolna

There is nothing left for me to say!

 A little far, oblivious to the world, the couple was just coming out from their daze. 

Chandni's eyes flew open to meet his enigmatic stare and suddenly she came back from the skies to the earth around.

Holy hell! He just kissed me in public in front of all strangers!

She pushed him away…….. to be the focus of attention … to set tongues wagging … it was contrary to every instinct for self-preservation.

 “Oh, why are you doing this?” she managed to whisper, desperate and furious … and yet somewhere in the midst of her inner tumult, there was a tingle of delight.

“Ah! ASR can never turn down a dare!” He smiled smug, reminding her of how she’d challenged him, that too, twice today morning.

“That was different. We were supposed to be alone.”

“I thought you liked the scene in that eating joint today,” he said.

 “True, but….” she muttered, still reluctant.

Advay just knew that a private fantasy he had cherished for so damn long, was right there in his arms and he simply could not let go! It was beyond him to do anything else but fulfil that fantasy to satiation.

Desperately, he looked around and saw Miku DD.He gestured “I am sorry, I have to leave!”

Darsh and Miku nodded giving him a thumbs upand proceeded down.

Shikha was with the rest of the family in the restaurant on first floor lost in her own thoughts. What Darsh had mentioned was right. She had seen the way Jiju had ditched Chandni Jiji right second day after marriage, he fought with her even now. Veer would never do such to her.

But that did not mean a tiny kiss once in awhile,  that too in Paris and not Allahabad, was taboo in any way. It’s one thing being calm; but don’t be bloody frigid ice cold.

 Jiji had once said the right thing.......... ‘Naina Thag Lenge! Eyes deceive!’ ........Like his, innocent ones.....that only spoke of love but never showed any.

Veer saw her and wanted to speak but he refused to apologise. He knew he was right. They both were in prime of their youth and urges ruled over sense. A kiss would never remain just a kiss between them.

And if anything happened, it would not be right for her neither for him. He thought of all the repercussions that could happen to her and he would never ever let her suffer any pain. His Abbu would be disappointed in him again. He could never ever risk that having just found admiration in his eyes for his son.

But how to make Shikha understand his perspective?

Miku remembered Naani’s wise words long time back. Love or marriage was just the first step. The road after that was the real trial of an individual…..trial of his love…..Trial of fire!!!

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WOW! Real Roller Coaster! This Saga is getting interesting day by day!

Three strong couples, three Deep Love Stories!

And as Darsh said, each one unique having its own colours.

While Advay- Chandni are loving couple having met after sixteen years of separation and now unifying but still struggling with their equilibrium;

Veer-Shikha are happy bubbling youthful couple. A very young romance which can go wrong just with a single riffle. 

Pooja Darsh are again Adolescent love of many years which has never ever got expressed. Will the river of their love ever break their own personality dam and flow abundantly.

Love should never ever be compared, be it with wealth or be it with anything else.

Do enjoy an old melodious song from super hit Bobby.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-WrxmZIVbkA

Do visit and enjoy the chapters 

where Naani had wisely pointed out that everybody needs time to find their destination 

Link: Advay Chandni heart to heart talk

Where Channdi had warned Miku never to hurt Shikha, a beautiful emotional episode.

Link: Advay Chandni love goes wrong

This is Shiva falling at Feet of Kaali Mata , Eternal Aadi Shakti (the original energy)

The most ideal and most beautiful Love between a couple.

Advay Did it for Chandni when she left in Love's anger and despair. Remember that Chapter, Barun celebration?

Barun Shivani best expressions and superb love in rain

Today, Miku is taking Shikha's wrath on him like a mountain. But will Shikha crack his patience someday and the mountain erupt?

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