Heya lovely people🤗! So how are you guys? I'm toh as usual- confused, inorganized, stuck but still bindass😎. It has been a long since I've written any new piece. Previosuly, i've only been updating my Fic. Here I'm back with a new OS, after really a long time, isn't it? 🤔
So its a PrAja Suhaagraat OS☺️. And sach kahoon toh i had written this OS right when PrAja marriage track was on😲. But then i never got the time to complete it, though i had everything planned. Finally, I thought of completing this pending piece which was saved as a word document for so many days, and post it😃! See, it's 1 AM and still I'm posting it. Shows that how eager I am to have this off my shoulder😉😆(coz it really irritates me that i have these many things pending!😵)
There's not much of intimate scenes but only some light moments😳. Ab dekho itna toh banta hai😛, we all have had this dream right😉? Ab don't throw chappal on me, if this doesn't mach up to your expectations. 😛😆
Here you go peeps!😃
"Hey Ek ling ji! Hum ne Chakrapani ke vivah ke samay unhe itna tang toh avashya nahin kiya hoga, jitna ve humein kar rahein hai! Aur Venidas, saath mein Bheem bhi? Yeh humarein mitra hai ya shatru? Ab itna bhi koyi khichayi karta hai apni mitra ki?" Pratap said in a highly irritated tone as he made his way towards his room.
"Ek toh hum pehle se hi soch mein padh gaye the ki hum kya baat karenge Ajabde se aur kaise..." A thought crossed his mind and he blushed. "Aur upar se Rani maa ne bhi koyi kasar nahin chodi. Yehan tak ki Choti maa bhi(VB). Achha hua hum wahan se aa gaye. Ab humein apne kaksh mein jaakar thodi shaanti milegi." He hurried towards his room.
Pratap was really exhausted. The brave warrior Pratap Singh was drained out of energy. Right from the morning the rituals had started and they were going on and on. Man! He never knew that it would be that much tough. He thought that weddings were an easy process. He was proved wrong today. The whole day seemed really long for him. All he wanted was a good amount of sleep.
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"Humein kya karna chahiye? Kya hum unki pratiksha karein? Yeh vastra bohot bhaari hai. Aur yeh abhushan. Hum isse kitni der se sambhalein hue hai. Aur nahin sambhle jaate humse yeh. Ek toh humein aadat nahin hai itne saare abhushan aur itne bhaari vastra pehne ki. Upar se itna shringaar aur woh bhi itne lambe samaye ke liye!" Ajabde said to herself sitting on the beautifully decorated bed. Not only the bed, the whole room was decorated in a splendid way, with rose petals, and flowers, diyas etc. The room smelled heavenly with the fragrance of the roses and jasmines.
Ajabde was not feeling easy. The day had been really tiring. She too was tired and wanted some rest. But the most important thing was to get rid of this heavy jewelries and the heavy lehenga. It had been about half an hour that she was waiting for him, for her husband. But he was nowhere.
"Humein lagta hai humein yeh abhushan utar dene chahiye aur apne vastra badal lene chahiye."
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Pratap opened the door of his room and he was greeted by the beautiful fragrance of the flowers. He went inside the room and was mesmerized. It wasn't the beautifully decorated room, but it was his wife, sitting in front of the mirror and removing her jewels.
Ajabde was still in her bridal lehenga. The pallu was removed and her hair open. She was removing the hair ornaments. Pratap stared at her from his initial position and wondered how lucky he was to have her in his life. So innocent, so pure , so serene and just so beautiful. No more he felt tired, what he felt was looking at his Beauty forever.
Ajabde was lost in her own thoughts. She rewinded all the events which happened today and played them again in her mind. A sweet smile formed on her beautiful face. Finally, the were married. So many obstacles, so many struggles and so many conspiracies. Still they were married at last and now she was HIS wife. Kunwar Pratap Singh's Kunwarani Ajabde Pratap Singh.
Inattentively Ajabde removed her ornaments and was too lost in her own thoughts. She was removing her ear ring when 'Sss Aaah...!' She let out a soft cry. The wretched earing was struck with the strands of her hair.
On the other hand Pratap too was back from his dreamland hearing Ajab's voice. He saw her struggling to get rid of the ear ring. Slowly he tip toed towards where she was sitting and leaned by the side of her head.
"Hum kuch sahayta karein?" Pratap said in a husky voice near her ear.
Ajabde was startled at first by the sudden waves of sound near her ear. But it took her only a fraction of second to realize that it was none other than her husband, Pratap.
Pratap was very close to her. His hot breath fanned the sensitive part of her neck. A chill ran down her spine. She closed her eyes as she didn't had the courage to open them and look at him.
"Kya hua Ajabde?" He said in the same tone, not removing his eyes from her reflection in the mirror. Slowly, Ajabde opened her eyes and looked at the mirror. Pratap's face was close to hers. She didn't notice when he came inside the room and stood behind her.
"Woh...woh humein sha...shama kijiyega Ku...kunwar Pratap, humne aa...aapko dekha nahin, an...andar aate hue." She fumbled.
Pratap moved away from her and stood straight beside her.
"Aapki woh shama maange waali aadat abhi tak nahin gayi na Ajabde? Ab toh humara vivah bhi ho chuka hai aur aap ab bhi..." Pratap said in a tone of disbelief. She was saying sorry just because she didn't notice him coming inside? Like seriously?
Ajabde smiled listening this. Sweet old memories flashed in her mind. That encounter of theirs where Ajabde showed him his way in the Bijolia mahal and the way Pratap had laughed at her for starting every sentence with shama kijiyega'. It was probably their first proper chat' with each other.
Pratap knew what she was thinking. He too smiled remembering the sweet incident. He went behind her and held her shoulders softly from behind and leaned forward with his head beside hers and said. "Humein pata hai Ajabde, aap kya soch rahi hai."
"Avishwasniya(unbelievable) lagta hai Kunwar Pratap. Aaj jab hum unn puraani baaton ko yaad karte hai toh aashcharya lagta hai humein ki kahan humari woh pehli mulaakat thi aapse aur kahan aaj hum dono pati patni hai." Ajabde said as she remembered her first encounter with him in the cow shed.
"Haan Ajabde, hairat toh humein bhi hoti hai, kitna door ka marg taye kar liya na humne? Itne utar chadav aur itni kathinaiyon se joojhna pada humein ek hone ke liye." Pratap said as he stared at her eyes from the mirror.
"Kabhi hum taiyaar nahin the toh kabhi aap..." She stopped suddenly. "Humne aapko bohot kasht pohonchaya hai Kunwar Pratap, hai na?" She turned her face to him and asked him. The pain and guilt was visible in those brown orbs.
Pratap didn't like that guilt and pain in her eyes. Never, he only wanted love and happiness in those beautiful eyes. He pressed her shoulder a little as to give her assurance that it wasn't her fault. The circumstances were not in their favour and nothing else.
"Nahin Ajabde, fir se nahin. Aap jaanti hai na ki aapki koi galti nahin thi? Woh toh niyati hi humarein jeewan ke saath khel khel rahi thi aur humare bhawnaao ki parikshya le rahi thi. Ajabde, ab hum unn saari beeti baaton ko bhulana chahte hai. Aur apne jeewan ko ek naye sire se shuru karna chahte hai, jahan sirf aur sirf woh haseen yaadein hongi, koi bhi katu ghatnao ko hum nahin karna chahte yaad. Aur hum chahte hai ki aap bhi aisa hi karein." Pratap said looking into her eyes.
Tears of happiness brimmed in her eyes. She felt blessed to have someone like Pratap in her life as her life partner. She gave a small nod of agreement.
Pratap smiled and was pleased that everything was cleared now.
"Achha Ajabde, aapne humarein prashn ka uttar nahin diya?" Pratap asked in a mischievous tone.
"Prashn? Kau...Oh...woh..uh..." Ajabde understood that exactly about which question he was talking.
"Haan woh Kunwar Pratap, humaare kaan ka yeh jhumka humare balon mein fass gaya hai. Issi karan hum isse khol nahin paa rahein the." She said and re-tried to detangle the jhumka from her hair.
"Hum karte hai na aapki sahayta." Saying this he went near her ear and started de tangling it.
"Waise, ek baat kahein Ajabde?"
"Hmmm."
"Aaj aap bohot sundar lag rahi thi Ajabde." Pratap said honestly once again looking at her beautiful reflection in the mirror.
A blush crept across her face hearing him praise her.
"Aur aap humarein baarein kuch nahin kahengi?" He asked expectantly.
"Hum? Aapke baarein mein? Woh...Thik i lag rahein the aap Kunwar Pratap." She said as if he was looking just like he did everyday.
"Achha! Bass THIK? Aur kuch nahin?" Pratap asked in a tone of disbelief.
"Haan, toh?" She asked as if it was everything that could be said.
"Yeh lijiye aapka jhumka!" Pratap said in a rather childishly angry' tone, placing the golden jhumka on her palm which he had been successful able to detangle from her hair and started moving towards the window, all irritated.
Before he could go she held his wrist and stopped him.
"Sach kahein Kunwar Pratap...Aap...bohot achhe lag rahein the." She said each an every word in a loving and honest way. The frown in his face changed into a smile.
Ajabde went back to what she was doing. This time it was the necklace. Of course she couldn't open the heavy gold necklace all by herself.
"Kunwar Pratap, kya aap humari yeh haar utaarne mein sahayta karenge?" She said while trying to open it by herself.
"Haan haaan kyun nahin, jo aagya kunwarani ji." Pratap said jokingly.
Ajabde gave him a look of what-was-that and he was like what-did-i do.
Pratap once again went behind her and swiftly shifted her long hair to the front, so that he could remove it. As soon as he did so, , Pratap gaped at the sight of her partially bare back. The choli(blouse) of Ajabde's lehenga had a deep cut down her spine, which made the choli appear almost backless. Two red doris tied up in a small knot, held the choli together. Her hair had covered her back earlier, which was now revealed. He couldn't help but skip a heart beat at the scene. Pratap openly stared at her back, forgetting about what he had ben asked to do.
"Kya hua Kunwar Pratap, aap..." She was about to ask him why he stopped in his tracks when she noticed the direction in which he stared from the mirror. Suddenly the realization dawned upon her, her earlier covered back was now exposed. A shade of deep red painted her cheek, as she blushed profusely. Pratap, in the meantime, was brought back to reality, and he mentally slapped himself for being so shameless. Well, this could not be considered shameless, since you both are married.
Pratap leaned forward and started opening the necklace. His electrifying touch on her smooth neck made Ajabde shiver. She felt like melting at his touch. Pratap was finding it hard to concentrate on the hook of the necklace with her fair back in sight. He averted his gaze from there and looked at the mirror. Pratap was again mesmerized by her. Ajabde looked so adorable with her eyes closed in nervousness and the crimson red adoring her cheek just enhanced her beauty. Pratap loved the effect he had on her.
'Lijiye. Ho gayi." And he was done.
"Dhanyawaad." Ajabde thanked him as well as Ek Ling ji for freeing her from this torture. She was literally having goosebumps with his hot breath fanning the back of her neck. Their proximity was too much for her to bear.
Ajabde looked once again at herself in the mirror. Aah! Now she felt relieved. All the wretched heavy jewelries were now off her delicate self. The heavy maangtika, pair of golden jhumkas, the dazzling gold neck piece and the weighty gold bracelets found their way into the jewelry boxes kept there. So, now it was all done. The only thing left for her to be done was getting changed into her casual, light lehenga and take off her wedding attire! Wedding attire...Wait, that means she needed to get her choli off too but the doris...they were tied into a knot and there was no way she would be able to open that herself. Oh shit! She would have to ask him for help again and that too for the third time! And this time it was the doris of her choli. Not again, she had already knew what she would be going through if he once again was to help her, with THIS.
"Waise Ajabde, aapko pata hai humein bohot neend aa rahi hai." Pratap had put off his pagdi and placed it into the table beside his bed. He was now proceeding to remove his ornaments. Getting no response from Ajabde, his eyes went to her direction where he found her struggling to open the doris of her choli.
Ajabde scrunched her nose and wrinkled her eyebrow during her struggle to open the strings. But they were to no avail.
"Yadi aap humse, ek baar aur sahayta maang leti toh hum aapko mana nahin karte." There was that naughty smirk on his face.
" Nahin...woh hum...humein laga..k...ki aap ko neend aa rahi ho..hogi...aur aap klant ho gaye honge...toh aap vishram kijiye..hu..hum kar lenge..." Ajabde stuttered.
"Achha? Toh aap kar lengi?" He raise his eyebrow questioningly.
"Haan..haaan..avashya." She said trying to act confident and tried further to open the strings of her choli. But unfortunately(or fortunately) they were tied in an awfully tight knot. Pratap stood there with his arms crossed in front of his chest and waited patiently for his adorable wife to give up.
In a few minutes, she gave up as all her attempts had gone in vain. She looked at Pratap with okay-I-lost' look. Pratap gave her a see-I-told-you' look.
Pratap stood behind her and leaned to her height(she was sitting you see!). Once again, he found his eyes getting fixed to her revealed back. He was being very bold in front of Ajabde an now he was not sure whether he should help her. After a moment of re-thinking he slowly started opening the knot. His fingers brushed on her soft back sending jolts of current down her spine. Ajabde shivered under her touch. She could listen the loud thumping of her heart which was ready to pop out of her chest. Pratap glanced at her face again, she was sitting with her eyes closed and breathing a little heavier then normal. He again concentrated on his work. Pratap's fingers lingered on her skin a little more than they would have and unknowingly, Ajabde leaned to his touch. Even after those shivers, she loved his touch, this she couldn't deny.
After a few moments, the knot was undone. Pratap moved away and looked at Ajabde. The princess still had her eyes closed.
"Ho gaya."
"Oh..dh..dhanyawaad." She blushed.
"Kunwar Pratap, hum abhi apne vastra badal kar aatein hain. Aap thak gaye honge aap si jaaiye." Ajabde said taking her cloths from her sandook which have been shifted to Pratap's room, after all it was her room also, now onwards.
"Nahin Ajabde , aap jaaiye hum pratiksha karenge aapki."
"Par.."
"Ab par var kuch nahin, jaiye aap." Pratap said.
"Hmm." Ajabde went to the adjacent small room to change the heavy bridal lehenga and get into her casual wear.
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Ajabde came out and found Pratap standing beside the window and staring at moonlit night sky, immersed in some deep thought. She went to where he was standing and tapped him on his shoulder. He nodded slightly to acknowledge her presence.
"Yeh kya Kunwar Pratap, aap ab tak soye nahin?" Ajabde asked him as she stood by his side.
"Woh humne kaha tha na hum aapki pratiksha karenge." Pratap said somewhat unmindfully.
"Kya hua Kunwar Pratap? Kya aap ko koi baat pareshaan kar rahi hai?" Ajabde asked sensing that there was something was disturbing Pratap.
"Nahin Ajabde, aisa kuch nahin hai. Koi bhi baat nahin hai." Pratap said in a convincing tone.
"Kunwar Pratap, aap chahe jitni bhi cheshta karle, parantu aap humse koi baat nahin chupa sakte. Sirf humein nahin, jhooth toh aapko bhi nahin bolna aata Kunwar Pratap...aur woh bhi humse." His wife stated.
He sighed. "Ajabde, hum nahin jaante kyun, parantu humein aisa lagta hai ki kuch aisa hone jaa raha hai jo..." Pratap stopped feeling unsure whether he should continue or not.
"Jo...?"
"Ajabde, hum nahin jaante ki humein aisa kyun lag raha hai, parantu...humein lag raha hai ki shighra hi kuch aisa hone waala hai jo hum dono ko phir alag kar dega." Pratap's face clearly showed the sadness brimming inside his soul. He continued.
"Humare vivah ke kuch din poorva(before), guptacharon ke dwara sandesh aaya tha ki woh duhurt Mughal punah(again) Mewar par aakraman karne ki yojnaayein bana rahein hai. Ab toh humein bhi aisa hi lag raha hai." Pratap glanced at Ajabde to see her expression and he found her listening to each and every word of his very intently.
"Shayad yeh aapko achha na lage, parantu hum adhik samay aapke saath nahin reh paayenge kyunki humein humare sainya balk o aur bhi badhana parega, jiske liye ho sakta hai, adhiktar samay hum mahal ki bahar hi rahein, sainikon ko prashikshan dena, parikshan niriskhan karna, yojnayein banana, rannitiyan garhna...Aur phir yuddha aarmabh ho jaane par toh...aap jaanti hai na Ajabde ki hum apni maatribhoomi ke liye apne praan haste haste tyag sakte hain...hum aapko vachan nahin de sakte Ajabde ki hum laut ke aayenge bhi ya na..." Before Pratap could continue, Ajabde's palm covered his mouth, which came as a reflex to his incomplete sentence. Her eyes showed anger and pain.
"Dobaara aise vichaar layyiega bhi mat apne mann-mastoshka mein! Aap aisa kaise keh sakte hai Kunwar Pratap? Hum jaante hain ki aapko kabhi kuch nahin ho sakta! Aur kya hum aapko itne swarthi prateet hote hai? Humein pata hai Kunwar Pratap ki maatri bhoomi sada aapki pehli prathmikta(priority) rahegi. Hum jaante hai ki kitna prem karte hain aap apni maatribhoomi se aur hum bhi humeri is maatribhoomi ki inti hi shraddha kartein hain. Toh phir aap aisa kaise...?" Her voice reflected pain.
Pratap looked down to her palm which covered his mouth. Quickly, Ajabde withdrew her hand and turned away from him, in a hurt manner.
"Humara woh aashya nahin tha Ajabde..."
"Toh kya aashya tha aapka? Bataiye?" She turned to face him and questioned him in a rather angry way.
"Achha thik hai, hum shama maangte hain humne jo bola uske liye...thik hai?"
"Sirf shama maangne se nahin chalega! Aap humein vachan dijiye ki aap aisi betuki baatein kabhi nahin karenge?" She demanded, stretching her hand forward.
Pratap smiled and held her palm, pressing it lightly and nodded in affirmation. Her lips curved into a smile.
"Humarein maarg mein job hi kathinaayian aayengi, hum unka saamna saath mil kar karenge. Ek baat sadaiv yaad rakhiyega Kunwar Pratap, aap job hi nirnay lenge hum humesha aapka uss mein saath denge. HUMESHA." Ajabde's beautiful eyes had the determination in them. Pratap thanked the almighty for giving him Ajabde.
Booth looked at each other and their eyes locked. They were totally lost in each other. The moon light falling on Pratap's face made him look all the more charming then he already was. Ajabde couldn't help but admire his handsome self. The pale, white light illuminated the princess' face, making her look no less than an angel. Pratap was mesmerized by his wife's beautiful features. His hand had slid around her petite waist, pulling her closer to him. One of her hand clutched his shoulder while the other rested on his chest. Pratap's free handed slowly found its way to her face. Pratap tucked the loose strand of hair behind her ear, clearing his view of her angelic face. Softly, he caressed her face as she leaned to his touch, closing her eyes and enjoying the cute, intimate moment.
Pratap's hand slowly moved to the back of her head, pulling her face closer to his. Their faces were merely an inch or two apart. His hot breath fanned her face making her heart race. Ajabde's mind was unable to anticipate what was coming next. Pratap smiled looking at her nervous face. He leaned forward and planted a soft kiss on her forehead. Ajabde released her breath which she had been holding for the past few seconds. Her cheeks were beet root red. She didn't had the courage to look up again as she hugged him tightly and hid her face in his chest. Pratap placed his chin on top of her head and his hand was still resting on the back of her head. Ajabde loved the warmth she found in his embrace. How secure she felt in his arms! She listened to his rhythmic heart beats which were like a soothing music to her ears. He nuzzled his face in her hair and inhaled its beautiful fragrance. It was after a long time that he felt so content, so peaceful. His grip around her waist tightened as he hugged her tightly.
Do pyaar mil rahein hai,
Jaane kya bole mann,
Dole sunke badan
Dhadkan bani zubaan...
The cool breeze blew softly making all the diyas go off. The only source of light was the gorgeous moonlight which seemed to congratulate them for their unison. Both the royals cherished the beautiful moment as the heartwarming silence prevailed.
And I'm done. Dekha, no mushy scenes. Achha tell me how many of you that Pratap was gonna kiss her in that line?(hope you get which one i'm talking about). Now, i think only a few would've, because i kept it quite plain. And another thing, i'm sorry i couldn;t write better because you know, i'm not at all good at writing such intimate(well not exactly intimate) scenes. Fir bhi, I tried my best.
Will be waiting for your comments and LIKEs. And I'm real eager to know what expectations you people had with SR, when the track was on (though we knew it was not possible to get the SR part because you know, kids after all, but the CVs did compensate us with that cute scene after their marriage...where Ajab calls Pratap by his name).
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P.S. If y'all like it enough, i can post a part 2.😳😃
*FOR ME ,FAISAL KHAN AND ROSHNI WALIA WOULD ALWAYS BE THE PRATAP AND AJABDE OF MY STORIES. HOWEVER, READERS ARE FREE TO IMAGINE THEIR RESPECTIVE FAVORITE ACTOR AND ACTRESS AS PRAJA*
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