Arakshi SS : Rhythm of Life *DC here* - Page 8

Arjun woke up at sharp 5.55...

He felt his arm to be slightly sore...

He rubbed his eyes a little with his left hand when he realized that he couldn't raise his right hand...

He opened his eyes to see the reason why he couldn't raise his right hand...

Cause Chaahat was sleeping on his right hand!

She had basically made his entire hand her bed for the night...

Arjun stroked her hair carefully...

He kissed her forehead slightly...

He put his finger near her palm... and to his amazement she wrapped her entire fingers around his index finger...

He closed her open mouth...

He never really understood why and how his wife left him...

Rohini...

She had been extremely beautiful... and Arjun had fallen flat on her...

They married and were happy for the first year... however cracks showed up very soon itself... she would be out for late nights and some friend of hers would always gift her an expensive bag or necklace...

But he was too naive to understand anything...

Greed... could it be more than motherhood? Perhaps...

He sighed... early morning these weren't the thoughts to occupy his mind...

He untangled his little baby off him and covered her with a blanket... he raised the safety bar and walked out...

True... he had the best sleep of his life... sleeping with your baby next to you... feeling her breathing next to you.. was indeed a blissful moment...

He opened the door...

And with Miss Sakshi Anand being in the house.. he received another shock...

"Good Molnin..." a sleepy Sakshi yawned... with sunglasses on...

Arjun frowned as he looked at Chaahat's nanny wearing a "Baby Girl" printed long shirt with a heart printed pant... her hair was dishevelled and over that she had aviators...

She was almost sleeping on the wall... and she wore aviators so as to Arjun doesn't realize that her eyes are closed!

He frowned... "Miss Anand... are you ok?" he asked... she looked drunk!

"Yesh Shir... bash ittu shi tiaad... (tired).. *yawn* but don't wolly.. yeh shipahi hazir hai!" Sakshi saluted him...

"Sakshi... you know what... go back to sleep for an hour... I will continue my one hour ka exercise with Chaahat by my side..." Arjun looked at her...

"Arrey no Sir! Me awakes!" Sakshi stood straight and smiled...

Arjun just looked at her skeptically and nodded...

"Exercise" Sakshi thought... how exciting!

She washed her face a billion times till her sleepiness could go...

Keeping an eye on Chaahat she watched Arjun taking rounds around his home through the window...

Wearing nothing but a grey vest and track pants...

"Haila Sakshi! Kya fantasy hai re! Yeh toh bilkul kukkad kamaal da!" Sakshi giggled...

"Kya re Chaahat... tu toh meri lucky girl ho gayi... time pass main dekh rahi hoon... haye... yeh ACPs bade handsome hote hai..." Sakshi peered through the window...

And to her luck that's exactly where he had placed his gym...

So he worked on his biceps and triceps making Sakshi's eyes pop out...

And she almost got a heart attack and fell straight on the ground...

When he removed his shirt to expose his chiseled abs...

Her brain royally shut off... and on the floor she was shivering mostly like this...

[YOUTUBE]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MKUo_aZ2G0E[/YOUTUBE]

(watch at 1.32 onwards... the way Boman goes crazy...)

Sakshi jumped around and then seeing Chaahat she stopped for a second...

Panting slightly Sakshi's smile almost wiped off...

What was she thinking!

Fantasizing... even though it was innocent... on a married man! Chee chee!

"Kya re Sakku... rule 101... yeh kaisi lesson tu sab ko de rahi hai? Sh*t... every married man is like a brother to you re! Chee re... tu bhi na!" Sakshi berated herself...

Controlling her teenage crush she went about doing all the works in the house...

Though she couldn't stop giggling at the stupidity of her own mind!

Few weeks later...

Sameer entered his house late... at around 12.30 in the night...

He checked his phone... there were innumerable missed calls from Ayesha and Arjun...

Strange...

He saw wrappers thrown on the floor and a few flower bouquets here and there...

And on the sofa Ayesha was awake... staring at him...

"Happy Anniversary Sam..." Ayesha said in a broken voice...

Sameer cursed... he forgot their anniversary... again!

"Am so sorry Aye.." Sameer started to be stopped by Ayesha... "Zaroorat nahi hai..." her words were icy, crisp and sharp...

Ayesha walked up to Sameer and thumped a gift and card to Sameer...

"Khana tayyar hai... waise roz jaise bahar ka kha ke aaye ho.. ya khana laga doon?" she kept her gaze aside... lest he sees her eyes brimming with tears...

Sameer's heart seeped with guilt watching her eyes water...

Ayesha didn't realize when he came close to her... at breathing's distance... he held her arm gently... startling her from her thoughts...

"Ashu am very sorry... I know ki 5th anniversary ek milestone jaisa hai and it's important... but bohot kaam tha Ashu... kasam se... I mean even Arjun, Shree, Liza... sab log bhi busy the..." Sameer sighed...

"Yet sab aaye mujhe wish karne ke liye... apart from my husband..." she looked into his eyes... they had turned glassy...

He looked at her deeply kohl eyes... anniversary was just one of the few days when she would dress up... her slender frame was wrapped up in a gorgeous red georgette saree... her neck was bare... her ears had a beautiful pair of gold earrings... he had gifted it to her... her curly hair had been left loose...

Her lips were tinted to a soft shade of red... she looked beautiful...

He quietly noticed his beautiful wife... breathing in deeply...

Ayesha shrugged her hand of his grip...

She looked at Sameer and shook her head negatively "I can see how important this is..."

"Ashu... well..." Sameer started and stopped by her hand...

"Aaj ek chota sa party rakha tha... shaam ko 6 baje ke kareeb.. only the ETF people... they came and gave their good wishes... table pe hai... padhna hai toh padhlo... main khana laga rahi hoon..." Ayesha spoke curtly...

Sameer sat on the sofa... breathing became difficult for him... watching Ayesha be ignorant towards him hurt him...

"I have eaten..." Sameer said... Ayesha turned immediately towards him...

By the hurt etched on her face he knew he should have taken his words back...

"Par..." before he could complete Ayesha walked off... she took the gift box and unwrapped it and showed him the watch that she gifted...

Sameer's throat parched... it was an antique watch of his great grandfather's , it had been his favorite, which had been broken by Aamir...

It looked pristine and beautiful... as if it was bought yesterday...

"Thank You..." Sameer said but by then Ayesha had left...

He looked at the card which was given... he opened to see the small neat cursive handwriting of Ayesha's...

Dear Sam,

I know bohot din ho gaye hai since I have called you so... I love you... a lot... I realized that perhaps it has been many days since I have been more of Aamir's mother than your wife... isliye I decided ki aaj I would make everything different... :) You mean a lot to me Sam... I can shamefully say that you mean much more than Aamir... for me...

Thank you so much for making it at our anniversary...

Love you,

Ashu...

A soft growl left his mouth... she'd expected that he would make it for their anniversary...

He removed his shoes and went towards Ayesha... when he realized Aamir isn't anywhere...

"Ayesha... Aamir kaha hai..." Sameer asked...

Ayesha came out of their bedroom for a few minutes... he saw that her eyes were slightly reddish...

"I had sent him to Maa's place... for tonight..." she pressed her lips and took in a sigh... then disappeared into their room...

Sammer fisted his hands... she had thought so much for them...

He walked into their bedroom and was surprised to find it in various shades of red... the pale blue duvets were replaced with blood red ones... setting a romantic atmosphere around... few candles were doused off... melted into a wax puddle...

He was late... always...

When his attention went towards Ayesha standing in front of the dressing table... furiously removing her earrings and bangles... she was taking a dry tissue and wiping her lipstick off... bruising her lips to a deeper shade of red... she practically threw her jewellery here and there...

Sameer just walked towards her and back hugged her tightly...

Ayesha stopped everything and closed her eyes... breathing his scent... feeling his warmth...

His one palm slipped into her bare waist... he removed the pallu and rested his lips on the side of her neck... he missed being so close to her... he hoped that she would understand how much he loves her... how much she means to him... and all this... it meant so much... and that he was genuinely sorry...

A soft tear trickled down Ayesha's cheek as he held her tighter and sniffed her neck and further licked her earlobe... his hands started to draw patterns on her bare waist...

A soft feminine moan left Ayesha's mouth... which brought Ayesha back to reality... from the mirror she saw him fiddling with her blouse...

Sameer was about to open the dori , his one hand now caressing her back... when he was shoved away...

Ayesha was just staring at him... her chest falling up and down rapidly as she drew in deep breaths...

"No..." Ayesha said in a strong voice and draped her saree over her... she hastily wiped off the tears and walked towards the almirah... taking her night suit when Sameer held her hand...

"Ashu... why no? And I am feeling guilty..." Sameer told her softly...

Ayesha turned around and looked at Sameer... "That's why after 6 months you want to make love with me right? Not because you want to do it... but because you are feeling guilty... bechari Ayesha ne kitna kuch kiya... she expected so much from me but I became late... hai na?" Ayesha barked at a shocked Sameer...

Ayesha ran her hands through her curly mane...

She dragged Sameer by her hand and took him to the living room... she switched on every light...

She kept him on the sofa... and looked at him... by now her makeup was messed up as she tried to remove them...

"Sameer... I had cooked up your favorite dishes! I had set up the halls... hoping for a simple hug... sorry woh toh humara beech hota hi nahi... we don't even speak as a husband and wife... mere birthdays tum kab ke bhul chuke ho.. last week tha..." Ayesha said to find Sameer's mouth widen and a palm go on his head...

Ayesha smiled bitterly... "As usual you forgot... yeh 5th anniversary tha humara... you know how important it is for us! Do you? Kaam kaam kaam... I mean nothing to you Sam!" Ayesha almost yelled at Sameer...

"It's not that Ayesha..." Sameer tried to hold her hand but she pushed him far...

"What is it then Sam! Do you realize the fact that even on being on the same bed we haven't made love in the past 6 months! Do you know what that means! I don't think you love me anymore Sam... subah jaldi chale jaate ho... raat ko tab pohochte ho when I'm almost drowsy... ghar ka khaana toh khate hi nahi ho... aur maine khana toh chor hi diya hai... the only person who sees your smiles and affection is Aamir... I am no one... nobody in this house... nobody for you... certainly now that this marriage is heading downwards..." Ayesha blasted at Sameer...

"Woh... kaam tha... but I..." Sameer spoke to find Ayesha disbelievingly look at him...

"Kaam... kya Shree kaam nahi karta? Chotu nahi karta? Arjun nahi karta - he has a small child in his house yet he came, right? Ghar toh sabhi 6 baje hi jaatein hai na? Maximum 7 baje... at least 8 baje... par tum... and what... you love me? Really? Aisa kya kiya hai aaj tak which makes me realize that yes... you love me... tell me one thing which you did..." Ayesha studied the broken expression on Sameer's face...

Sameer gulped... he had done nothing to show he ever loves her...

"We only have pictures of our marriage... uske baad... uske baad kuch nahi... I don't know what to say Sameer... I really don't know... what is it Sam... tell me Sameer... who is her... " Ayesha sat defeatedly on the sofa... sobbing uncontrollably...

Sameer frowned and turned towards her... "Wait... who her?" he met Ayesha's red eyes...

"The woman for whom you leave early morning and come late night, jiske saath dinner kar lete ho... jiske liye tum sab kuch bhool jaate ho... Who is the new woman in your life Sam? Who the bl**dy hell is she! Jiske liye you have even stopped touching me!" Ayesha buried her face in her palms and howled...

Sameer looked at her.. shocked... how could she think of this! Infidelity! That ticked off his fuse...

He grabbed her hand and pulled her close... "Damn it Ayeshu... do you think I could have an affair with anyone? Damn you!" he gritted through his teeth... his eyes blazing with anger...

He was so close that he could see every separate eyelashes of Ayesha... his breath fanned against her tear stricken cheeks...

"You have left me with no choice..." Ayesha whispered...

"Is this what you think about me Ayesh? Don't you know you are the first and last woman to walk into my life? How dare you accuse me of infidelity!" He barked at her and she closed her eyes...

Ayesha turned to look at his raged eyes with equal intensity...

"What else do I think of Sameer! You are barely home... and.. we.. barely touch each other... as if we are strangers... we don't even sit together on the sofa... you always take the opposite side of the sofa... whenever you sleep there's a pillow amidst us... you have become so distant Sameer! It makes me feel scared... that why have you stopped touching me... it means that you have lost the interest in me.. or I have have lost the spark... it scares me... cause even if this goes away there is nothing left on our marriage to cling on! Okay I know I am not beautiful as others... but... I thought you loved me... par... nahi... I've forgotten what it is to be touched, felt, kissed and caressed by you... " Ayesha cried bitterly...

Sameer studied her beautiful face... did she think she was not beautiful? How could she? She was the most beautiful woman he had seen in his life!

From her dusky features to the gazelle like eyes and the perfect soft plump lips ; she was the most beautiful woman he had seen in his entire life... and not from the outside but also from the inside...

"I know it Sam that you don't love..." her sharp words stabbed him in his heart and he punched his hand on the wall right next to her...

"How dare you think of this... how dare you... there is no one in this world that I could love more than you... and I'm not interested in you? If I make love to you will you believe I love you?" He watched her eyes shoot up to his... a puzzled expression...

Ayesha nodded no... "No need to force thi..." she was cut off...

"No! I want you... you get that? And being in bed with my wife wouldn't be a forced thing... " he growled at her and sealed his lips with hers... ignorant of the tears that fell by...

He hoisted her in his arms and took her to their bedroom... his lips not leaving hers for a second... she was irresistible... she was his wife... he loved her till his last breath... it was just that he used to be too tired to say anything... Ayesha struggled and tried to get off Sameer but his grip was iron tight... she couldn't take this...

She was scared that she wanted him so much... that she would melt into him soon enough...

And that is what exactly happened... the minute she felt him without a hint of fabric in between she let loose of every defence and succumbed to her feelings... and his anger...

He was hard... rough... yet she knew that perhaps he loved her...

A groan left his mouth when he watched her dazed eyes and her nails frantically clutch onto his shoulders whenever he made her his own... his lips were on a beautiful assault on her...

She moaned as the climax hit her... and burst into tears of joy and grief... at the same time... she took in deep breaths... wishing for him to slow down...

She didn't want this... just if he held her hand and hugged her once... and said I love you... and promise to come home early... that's all she wanted... but he misinterpreted it as her physical desire for him...

No doubt it was killing her to see him a few inches away... yet sleep as if she never existed...

But then previously too they hadn't been much of a physical couple... yet while sleeping a hand would be wrapped around hers... or his arm would be flung around her waist... while she would just look at his sleeping face...

She's dragged away from her thoughts when Sameer holds one of her cheeks and turns her almost stoic face towards him...

"Look at me..." his ragged voice whispered... her eyes locked against his tensed eyes... flicks of hair falling in front of his forehead...

She just wanted him to hug her... and... that's it... not this... not this... and certainly not the way he's taking her... but then the part of her that was craving for him refused her to stop him...

Her breath hitches as he angles her face and gives her another bruising deep kiss... her hands are almost tired and wary of holding him... she was exhausted... she closed her eyes... she gives up on responding...

She knew that he wasn't loving her... he was just proving it to her... just proving... it was almost as if a lion was let loose...

It wasn't lovemaking... it was a fight... argument , proving he loved her... not knowing that he hurt her more in the process...

She tried to take breath as she felt her blood gushing into her head... making her giddy...

As she was shattering and blacking out she felt him shudder , groan... collapse on her and slip beside her... panting hard... the two were quiet for a few seconds... Ayesha was still shivering... trying to wet her dry throat...

Tears ran out of her eyes...

Sameer closed his eyes for a second... taking in a deep breath... when he turned his face to look at Ayesha he saw the tears that rolled by...

He licked away her tears and pulled her close... he missed this... he loved her... she meant everything to him... why couldn't he ever say so? Had work become so important for him that he missed out on the only person who made his world complete?

After taking in a few deep breaths he held her bare shoulders and beckoned her to come close...

Ayesha immediately flung her arms around his neck and half sobbed... hugging him as tightly as possible...

She just needed a hug...

He recalled her outburst and thought how broken she was... all she wanted was love... was a little attention... couldn't he give this much? He ruffled her curly mane and half smiled as she hugged him tighter with every passing seconds...

Something told him that... perhaps he hurt her more... but then didn't he love her? He proved it to her that he loves her... right?

Hugging her bare body tighter against him till he could feel her hammering heart... he decided to confess his love again tomorrow morning...

He would be the perfect husband... the perfect father... her best friend... her ideal lover... he wouldn't disappoint her again...

Never...