NEW UPDATE ON PG 6 OS: THAT STRANGER IN MY ROOM - Page 5

Originally posted by: iluvusakshi

waiting. aisehi bol diya. I know k u will update first ur other stories, but still, adat se majboor.

thanks yaar, when you guys send such sweet reminders it motivates to write for sure. I have started on its next part par Abhi kuch din aur lagengey...as I am busy on personal level. I will complete my other stories later😃

Originally posted by: LovingRaYa

as i earlier said pleasure is always mind dear
anf for your other stories i had read it and shared my views too and will keep giving feedback to you for your super good stories and hope you are thinking about continuing this story with another part 😉

thanks for always taking the time to motivate all the writers on this forum...you are a real gem of a person!

Originally posted by: Janilover

welcome and about Dil to hai Dil i will read asap then i ll comment for sure😛

will wait for your comments on Dil toh hai Dil

Originally posted by: DiehardRaYafan

thanks for always taking the time to motivate all the writers on this forum...you are a real gem of a person!

will try to do in future too dear 😉

Dear friends, This OS was supposed to be a single shot random story and I am so glad that it was liked and appreciated so much! So due to high demand for next part I am attempting to write next part but this time from Priya's POV and there will be a brief glimpse into their life after their confession. P.S. her Timelines will be different as their feelings have gone through changes at different times from each other ;)

Priya's POV

Phew! I don't know why I am so relieved to be finally married! I should be anxious or nervous or even somewhat sad but I am none of that right now. Frankly, I am kind of emotionless. I have been so fed up of feeling like a burden to everyone, not only to my parents but also to the neighbors and to the whole damn world... jisse Dekho "Priya tum shaadi kab kar rahi ho?" " Priya tumhein koi dhang ka ladka abh tak nahi Mila..thore apne nakhare kum kar do"..."seriously...everyone acts as if I am living off of them!" "Independent hun...Accha kumateen hun ( get paid well) dekhane mein bhi theek thak hun (fairly nice looking) par agar Meri kismet mein Ashwin jaise nalayak aur dhokhebaaz hi likhe hain toh mein Kiya karun!" So I didn't care when this rishta for Ram Kapoor came...I accepted it without much thought... baaki Meri kismet!"

Wedding night (suhaag raat)

My life has taken an interesting turn. This so called marriage is going be a laughter fest I can tell. From the moment I have walked into my husband's room, he seems to be guarding everything closely as if I am intruder. He has tried to be generous by sharing his space but it's really pulling Him out of his comfort zone. "Mujhe Kya!... pehle bhi room Ayesha ke Saath share karti rahi hun abh inke Saath Sahi" I have learned to live out of suitcases. Poor guy is walking around scared that I might take over aur mujhe bhi usse tang Karne mein bada maza aa raha hai. Once I settled my things down, I wanted to get out this heavy wedding dress and get a little rest. I looked at the comfy king size bed in the middle of the room, contemplating whether I should? ( arre Bhai humari shaadi hui hai) but one look at him gave me my answer. I mean the guy was sweating bullets...jaise ki uski izzat lutney wali hai and frankly suhaag raat wali baat toh mere mind mein cross bhi nahi ki thi..." Chal Priya tu toh uss couch pei hi adjust ho!"

Two weeks later

Sitting up with a pillow over her ears "how am I supposed to get any rest? Latetey hi Mr kumbkaran ki tarah kharrate Lene lagtein hain"( as soon as he lays down he starts snoring) I have tried tickling him gently too but the very next second he is snoring again...come to think if it poor guy must have worked really hard. He leaves early and comes late ...there is no routine of proper rest or eating " itne kaam ka Kya faida?"

Two months later

Kapoor Mansion mein jabse aayi hun sab mere aage peche ghumte hain " I feel blessed!" But one thing I noticed that dadi ko apna plump aur healthy putter (that is my husband) humesha kumzor hi Nazar aata hai and she shows all her love to him by force feeding him like he is a two year child, not that he minds love in this form. It's a constant battle to teach a grown up man how all that ghee laden food is bad for him and why he doesn't need all those tablets that he thinks that he has to take. If i say something he goes straight to dadi to complain ( facepalm) thankfully dadi being the wise woman that she is just tells him "dekh putter Priya Teri biwi hai aur hur husband ko apni biwi ki baat mannani chahiye!" ( I love you dadi! )

I think he is starting to accept his dadi's advice as lately he has been exercising and eating paranthas only twice a week. Since I am also making efforts to have his meals ready on time and do the things I can to make his life a bit easier, the effects are starting to show " I didn't realize that before but he is quite a good looking man like "The classic hero"described in Romance novels, tall dark and handsome but yahan par bonus mein thoda mota bhi hai!" smacking head "Arre Priya! Come out of your world of fiction... yeh real life hai! Yahan par Tere pati ke Tere ko dekhkar paseene chute jaatein hain and remember he has made it clear in so many ways that this is a marriage of Compromise!

Three months later

Thoda sa ajeeb hai par Dil ka bahut saaf insaan hai "The Ram Kapoor",my husband. He lives for the happiness of others especially his family which I find adorable in this day and times when most people are not bothered about others at all. Rishab and Natasha adore him as well but they are young and busy in their own lives and he feels lonely when they can't spend time with him like they used to,so I have made it a point to sit with him during meals and tea time but..."uff! Koi baat baat par itni argument kaise kar sakta hai!...we cannot hold a conversation for too long. Kabhi mujhe Hitler bulata hai toh kabhi teacher ( but in demeaning way) ...he says that I lecture too much...arre jab koi baat sumjhane wali ho tabhi mein..(pausing to think)...maybe I should not lecture so much! But despite what he says I think that he likes my company... He doesn't get up and leave mid conversation like he used to. Aur kuch nahi toh iss shaadi mein companionship toh hai!

Ashwin incident

Pata nahin kyun Mr. Kapoor ko Ashwin ke baare mein batakar mann halka ho gaya! I had no idea that a kameena like Ashwin would actually call me up to apologize for his behavior...Mr. Kapoor ney usse aisa Kya Keh Diya..I wonder! I cannot thank him enough for giving me my self respect and dignity back...

My mind had been so preoccupied with Ashwin's sleazy behavior that I didn't even process what happened the other day between Mr. Kapoor and I ( when we collided and fell on the bed). Did I catch him checking me out later? It should have felt creepy but his proximity actually felt nice...in a comforting sort of way and oddly I felt relieved to know that "Mr. Ram Kapoor" is a normal man ( sorry to say, I have had my doubts considering the way he has been acting around me)

I cannot for the life of me figure out why I have been feeling so elated these days... maybe because I feel like I have a friend...a companion...someone I can trust...someone I can depend on. I have been trying extra hard so he feels the same. Mr. kapoor on the hand thinks that I have gone crazy, the looks he gives me i tell you ( the man is so apparent) "Priya, thoda apne aap se baatein kum Kiya kar" "kahin Mr. Kapoor tujhe Psychiatrist ke pass hi Na le jayein!"

Five months later

We are set in our routine like any old married couple. There is a level of comfort in knowing each other's routines and habits. Mr. Kapoor thinks that I am messy so I try to minimize that so he doesn't get irked but to my surprise, he is also trying. He doesn't yell at me like he used to...chupchap se Meri cheezain uthakar unki jagah par rakh dete hain aur mujhe bhi unpar abh kum gussa aata hai ...shayad iss liye ki I know that his intentions behind doing things are good and sometimes even nave.

"Aisa kaise ho sakta hai!!!!...me ...Mrs. Priya Ram Kapoor in Love!!!!! How can that be possible? ...and that too with my husband " the golu-bholu" Ram Kapoor!!!"

Theek hai my admiration for him has grown since I found out that he has been taking care of my parents and siblings like his own since our marriage and he never bothered to even mention that to me. ...woh toh dad casually mentioned that Mr. Kapoor calls him up every few days to check on them and even stops by for a cup of tea at least once or twice a month and that their bond has strengthened due to this gesture. Love wali koi baat nahi hai...yan toh mere Jo students hain unki baatein sunkar bhi shayad Mere dimaag mein bhi yeh filmy baatein aa rahi hain. Lately, I hear them whispering amongst themselves " hey Neeta, mujhe lagta hain apni Priya mam ko pyaar ho gaya hai" Shriti whispered

"Tujhe kyun lagta hain aise" Neeta questioned

"Dekh nahi rahi kaise khoyi khoyi si rahti hain aur that glow on her face" Shriti explained

" Han yaar! She certainly seems unorganized these days ...aur that blush that creeps up every time she mentions her husband's name"

..haiye!" Both girls exclaimed sighing

Mujhe aur pyaar???...nahin nahin humein bas ek dusare ki aadat ho gayi hai and it's natural to talk about people in your life!

Six months later

"Ek baar bhi nahi kaha ki Priya ruk jao...jaldi se haan kardi jab maine Ayesha ke Ad shoot ke Iiye ghar jaane ko kaha." It's like he was waiting to get some alone time.

At Sharma house

"Arrey Priya,tujhe ho kya gaya hai beta...aaj phir se pakore banane baith gayi...jab se aayi kabhi paranthe, toh kabhi pakore...hum aise khaate rahengey toh mein apni figure kaise maintain karungi" Shipra complained. Thinking for a minute she continued "accha beta!" Almost in a whispering tone " kahin koyi good news toh nahi jo tun yeh Sab khaaye ja rahi hai?"

Priya jumped back listening to her mom's presumption and almost screamed " Maa...tum bhi na..apni khayalon ki duniya mein rehti ho" complaining to her dad

"Papa dekhiye na maa kya boley ja rahi hai...just because mera pakore khaane ka Mann kar raha hai toh uspe itne sawaal kar rahi hain"

"Shipra yeh kya Priya ka yeh bhi ghar hai..uska jo Mann kare karne do" sudhir scolded Shipra

"Arrey mein to aise hi puchh rahi thi" Shipra explained

" Beta...hum market hokar aatein hain ..tab tak tum pakore aur adrak wali chai banaker rakho" sudhir pacified Priya.

MR. KAPOOR'S VISIT

Finding the very person I wanted to see at the door, my joy knew no bounds...my wish had come true. Three long days...it really had been long days and nights as I missed him. Missed everything about him even his darn snoring...and here he was...I had thought that maybe he was missing me as well but...Nope, he was just missing my cooking.. no wonder he didn't even bother to call once he left...ten days more had passed. Stupid me! I should know better ..Priya! You are still no more than that stranger in his room. Has he ever given you any hints that he thinks otherwise...yes, he cares for you...just like he cares for other people in his life. But...why do I feel differently for him "uss din kitchen mein when he held me I felt that jolt...that electricity...his touch evoked so many feelings ...I know that we belong together."

"It's been nearly two weeks...I don't care whether Mr. Kapoor needs me or not but I do...I mean woh mera ghar hai aur Maine faisla kar liya hai ki mein aaj hi apni family ke pass wapis jaungi!" ( this is where Priya makes up the excuse to her parents and packs up to leave when Ram arrives to pick her up)

KAPOOR MANSION

isn't it strange that I have lived at my papa's house all my life but now this home of six months was where I felt I belonged "iss ghar se aur iss ghar ke logon se ek ajeeb sa lagav ho gaya hai" ...aur jis insaan ki wajah se hua hai woh bilkul bekhabar hai" (sigh)

Walking into our room, never even in my dreams could I have imagined the transformation that had taken place. I stood transfixed trying to absorb the changes and more so what they meant! Does Mr. Kapoor also feel that I am an integral part of his life just like he is in mine? The color on the walls and the precious moments captured in collages should have been enough but I had to confirm...I had to hear him say it out loud. " Does this mean I am no longer that stranger in your room?" I finally spoke up.

"No...YOU ARE MY WIFE...MY LIFE!" He said taking me into a tight hug.

Hearing those words that I didn't know I so longed to hear brought a sense of relief...a sense of belonging!

Pulling out of his embrace, I wiped my tears and hitting on his chest, I complained "koi itna waqt leita hai kya itni choti si baat realize karne mein???"

"Achhaji...if you had this realization way before me then why didn't you speak up?" Ram questioned

Realizing my faux, I bit into my lips " woh ...woh.."

with a tongue in his cheek and a naughty glint in his eyes, Ram pulled me back into his arms, lifting my chin with his fingers he looked into my eyes, " woh kya..Priya?"

Closing my eyes, I leaned into kiss him on his cheek, " I LOVE YOU RAA...AM!"

Feeling his cheek with his hand, reeling back from its sensation, he whispered in my ear " I LOVE YOU TOO, DARLING!"

This is for 18+

EPILOGUE

SIX YEARS LATER

"Ra...am...please chodiye na mujhe" Priya pleaded as Ram wrapped his arm tightly around her bare waist

" bas thodi der aur...please Priya.."

" Nahi dekhiye subah ke dus baj rahe hain" showing him her watch, Priya sat up tying her hair and pulling up the duvet to her chest.

Ram held her hand and let go of the hair she was trying to put up, gliding the duvet gently of her body, he eyed her lustfully " dus baj rahe hon ya barah mujhe isse koi farak nahi padta...remember this weekend you are mine to devour" he drawled his words

Turning crimson, Priya held the remaining covers tightly " bas bahut hogaya Ra..am...kal raat bhi apney sone nahi diya" biting her lips she tried to hold her ground " Hamari panch saal ki beti hai aur aap aisa behave kar rahe hain ki jaise kal hi hamari shaadi hui ho...chaliye na kahin ghumkar aatein hain...Australia itna khoobsurat hai" Priya tried to convince

Ram sat up next to her, clicking his tongue "tch...No!...that's not possible dear...at least not on this trip"

Confused Priya asked him " Why...what's the problem?"

Rolling over her and holding her naked form firmly with his, Ram looked into her eyes,"problem yeh hai my dear ki mein dadi se vada(promise) karke aaya hun ki humare iss trip ke baad woh phirse pardadi banangi..." trailing kisses down her shoulder Ram spoke seductively..."you see hence the reason for working extra hard"

Priya pushed him over and leaned over his chest with her elbows straddling him, "Accha yeh baat thi toh pehle kyun nahin bataya ek hafta vacation aur extend kar Lete" unsure of what he was hearing from his otherwise shy ( in the matters of bedroom) wife, Ram tried to confirm "really!" Gulping hard

Priya spoke more confidently, " aur nahin toh Kya...dadi ki wish Pura karna hamara farz hai par uske liye..." she shoved him back on the bed and ran off quickly to the bathroom "uske liye aapko mauka milna bhi toh chahiye" giggling she locked the bathroom.

Banging the bathroom door, Ram yelped " you wait and see dear...Bahar kabhi Na kabhi toh aaogi phir..." he laughed menacingly "mauke hi mauke hain Priya darling!" rubbing his palms, he tried to make a cunning face.

Ram whispered into the wood of the bathroom door "mat pooch ke Kya haal hai Mera Tere peechhe, tun dekh ke Kya rang hai tera mere aage" ( from Ghalib's poetry)

Leaning on the door from inside, Priya smiled at her husband's antics...reflecting on their journey from strangers to soulmates.

Superb ending to a beautiful story.

hayy wt a beautiful update
really njoyed ur writing dear..
BHLA S-1 K memories fresh hogaye
Raya stranger se soulmate bngaye.. nice os
keep write more on Raya.. thnx for d pm..

wow. beautifully written. but I want more. kya dadi ki tarah meri ye wish poori hogi??
thanks for pm. do write more n more on RaYa. plz

awesome narration 👏