When Zoya had taken up the role of an event manager in ZOSH, she did not realise her true capabilities...she had the ability to influence even the rudest, meanest, the most complacent people and mould them accordingly to do her bidding...Of course she did not do it willingly but it was, as if she sprinkled some pixie dust on these specimens and difficult people just gave up... being difficult. Initially when she had started working for ZOSH it was for her devotion to Yash, but as time passed and she accepted the inevitable, the fact that Yash had in fact mentally withdrawn from her since a long time and she had been blind enough not to notice it, she started looking at her job from a completely different angle. She realised she loved every aspect of planning events especially weddings...one painful experience had not turned her off marriages, it might have made her apprehensive in her personal life, but she loved getting people married..loved to be a part of their joyous coming together. There was nothing like facilitating the union of two souls who wanted to be together all their lives no matter what adversities life threw at them...
A pretty inconvenient outcome of her nature was that the concerned parties, especially the bride and the family got too attached to her during the events and wanted her to participate in all the rituals and the fun activities...it had started with Bella and now it had become a norm for them to request her to take part in all the rituals...
Once she had to wake up at 4:00 in the morning to attend a bride for a ritual because the bride had extracted a promise from her the previous day that Zoya would be there..., she had yawned her way through the whole ceremony ...it elicited a laugh from her when she remembered that day...this is what made weddings special, the inconsequential sweet memories that nourished the mind and the soul...
Sangeet was always a very big affair for big fat Punjabi weddings...
She was arranging such a wedding for one of the affluent clients. Akruti Trivedi a renowned actress was getting married to one of the richest hoteliers of India, Karan Raisinghania.
She dived headlong into the preparations and the outcome was a magnificent venue with breathtaking decorations that bewitched one and all...
All this while Adi had been a mute spectator only being present at the venue, quietly observing the entire execution of the different aspects of the event...
Zoya looked at him furtively from time to time...He seemed too calm...he did not do anything to thwart her progress, neither did he interfere unnecessarily giving silly suggestions and wasting time...
Agreed, he had mellowed down a lot after the revelation of their spouses having an affair with each other, and Zoya accepting it, but his "I wont spoil three of your events verbal deal with her was over and she would not take any risks with him...
As, the evening approached, guests started pouring in and giving their best wishes to the couple...
The bride had chosen the slow romantic numbers to which she would dance with Karan...
"Zoyaaa" she shouted...
Zoya was busy checking the food items and she looked at the direction from where the voice came and saw an enthusiastic Akruti coming towards her in alarming speed...
"What are you doing there... lets go to the dance floor!!" there was a huge podium built for the dance...
She looked at the raised space and then vehemently nodded...
" No no akruti, you go ahead... I did not even practice this time and moreover I don't even have a partner.."
" I will find you a partner, this is not a competition zoya, it's a celebration, will you not participate in my happiness??"
That cute face was her undoing...
"But I don't have a partner..!" she protested feebly...
"You have one now.." she looked to her side to find a sinfully handsome Aditya in a blue sherwani and beige pants, his mischievous eyes twinkling, his hand outstretched, palms flat...
Now what was he upto...she groaned inwardly...
"Thats the spirit Adi!!" Akruti beamed from ear to ear...
"Wait, I will just ask Akshay to start our music now." she said referring to the DJ...and she scurried off to to do the needful . The DJ was right now playing music which could fall under the category of severe noise pollution...
By the time Zoya had turned back to look at him Aditya had moved closer to her, infinitesimally.
She jerked back a little...
He held her upper arm and pulled her to his side
She tried to wriggle free and moved away...
His response was the tightening of his hand around her arm securing her in her place firmly...
"Why have you started dancing from now only" he said while looking ahead.
"Shut up! Why did you volunteer to dance?"
"My wish"
She wanted to curse, the profanity at the tip of her tongue but she held back with great difficulty. This nefarious man was going to ensure that she broke every rule she had followed till now, one of them...never to use any profanity no matter how tempting it might feel to use them...
"I won't dance...I don't want to make a spectacle of myself"... she put her feet as firmly as she could to the piece of ground she was occupying...
"No one is going to ogle at you Zoya. you are not the show stopper of a fashion parade here" he said his child like attitude back...
She nodded in the negative incensed at his words ... "I don't care, I wont"
"Don't be a spoilsport...remember customer is king, in this case client is king.." he gestured towards Akruti...
She rolled her eyes...yes she knew that better than he did...
She was not the one hell bent on destroying the reputation of the company...
The song started, a slow music at first...
Akruti looked at them and gestured for them to come to the stage.. Aditya left Zoya's arm and gave Akruti a dual thumbs up. There were other couples too on the dance floor...
"Let's go!" he said, while smiling in the general direction of the guests ahead... Zoya smiled at Akruti, still torn between going up to the stage for her happiness and the urge to stay back to see the angry expressions of her nemesis...nothing would give her more satisfaction than to defy him...
"We haven't practised" ... she hissed...
"Doesn't matter, I will guide you..." he said as confidently as if he had been practising this for a thousand years...
"Of course kalyug ke Nataraj ji"
Are you calling me your Shiv ??" he drawled...a sexy teasing smirk on his lips...
"You are pathetic."
"Of course, kindred spirits do recognise each other" Aditya said while pulling her towards the stage...
"God save me please! She looked up and then glared at Aditya...
God chuckled from above, yes he was going to save her, infact he had already started that very thing sometime back... just not in the way she wanted right now...
Zoya looked at Aditya, as they mounted the stage and for some reason it calmed her, knowing he was on the stage with her...
She frowned, her weird thoughts rendering her speechless...
They took their positions...and turned towards each other...their hands loosely holding on to the other's hand.
"Why are you staring at my chest?" Aditya asked amusement lining his voice.
Zoya had been trying to scrutinise as to why her mind was coming up with these weird thoughts and she had absentmindedly fixed her eyes on him.
"I was not!!" she said, her cheeks turning red...
Maybe he needed another stomping on his feet with 6 inch heels.
She looked at his sea gray eyes first and then his lips, and her hackles stood up. Something unfurled in her stomach, a slow burn...an excitement coursed through her, something that had never happened before, the anticipation of experiencing the forbidden...
They were already aware of the songs that were to be played having been present at the Sangeet rehearsals...
Sajde mein yun hi jhukta hoon
Tujhpe hi aake rukta hoon
Kya yeh sab ko hota hai...
He pulled her lightly towards him and wound his hand around her waist, sliding his hands all the way and the first set of delicious shivers ran down her spine at the contact...
If this was the effect of sliding his hands through the crisp material of cloth on her, what would happen if he ran them over her bare waist??...
The direction of her thoughts scandalised her and she tried to put some distance between them, only to be pulled back in a gentle hug, her back to his front...
Humko kya lene hai sabse
Tumse hi sab baatein ab se
Ban gaye ho tum mere khuda...
His breath fanned her cheek from behind, the wisps of her silken tresses danced to the beat and her eyes closed of their own accord...and she tilted her head to her side, the corner of her mouth dangerously close to his lips...their control slipping every moment...
He lifted her, balancing her palms on his and whirled lightly and slowly around and then placed her on the ground, turning her so that she faced him now, their breaths intermingling...
Aditya did not see it coming...all he wanted to do was rattle her out of her wits...he loved to see that adorable confusion on her face, loved their bantering...he also looked forward to rile her up every day just to see that rage on her face and her gift of repartee impressed him...It set off something in him, he felt alive duelling with her, crossing verbal swords... .what he wasn't prepared for was the deluge of sensations that threatened that engulfed him as soon as he took her in his arms...that dared to play with his sanity...
Khuda jaane ke main fida hoon
Khuda janne main mit gaya
Khuda jaane yeh kyun hua hai...
Ke ban gaye hi tum mere khuda...
He pushed her away from his body and she twirled and the song seamlessly changed...
You're beautiful
You're criminal
Girl you took everything away from me
Can't let you go
Like a general
I'm going into battle cause...
He pulled her roughly towards him, which stoked the fire within her, his left hand clasping on to her right tightly, and his other hand on her waist in a steel grip, they were far too immersed in the song to even register the presence of a crowd, who were all gaping at them awed by their effortless cavort...
You stole the breath away from my lungs
Cut my veins, bleeding love
Kabhi jo badal barse
Main dekhu tujhe aankhein bhar ke...
They started to sway, elegantly moving to and fro...their natural instincts guiding them to keep up with the rhythm...their bodies moulding into each other in an intimate dance that sent sparks shooting through their bodies...
The music stopped eventually, their gazes transfixed on each other, her right hand in his left, her left hand clutching his shoulders in a tight grip,
The sensations that cascaded through them , hitting them to the core in delicious shivers jolted them...
Aditya's eyes were dark pools of the jet black sky...desire coursing through his veins like molten lava...
How did this happen?
And why did it not feel wrong??
They pulled apart hastily as the lights came back, as if the contact was scalding their skin and hoots erupted from everywhere...
They were all cheering and clapping for Aditya and Zoya, the natural chemistry they shared amazed everyone...they had not even practiced...
Zoya and Aditya looked around awkwardly and staunchly avoided looking at each other...
Akruti came and gave Zoya a tight hug...
"See I told you, you were going to rock!!! you guys stole the thunder right from under our noses"... she said in mock hurt...
Aditya and Zoya could only smile at what she said, their hearts concurring with their emotions , but their heads rejecting even the possibility of anything fiercely...they could not let themselves be vulnerable again, never again...
The intensity of whatever back there happened at the dance floor and their reactions terrified them, because this time it would hurl them into an abyss they would never be able to emerge from...
hiii friends, i was listening to khuda jaane today, and this random idea came up in my mind...
i hope you enjoy the writeup!!
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