Sharon's 18th birthday! Like every year Swayam, her best friend has planned a birthday bash for her in his apartment. He is her brother's best friend as well as hers. They are just like family. They are a small group whom everyone called 'Three Musketeers'. Her brother Rey and their best friend Swayam are 3 years older than her. They are 21.
She has always felt that she and her best friend have a magical chemistry between them. She has always been attracted towards him. Every year when he plans her birthday and gives her gifts, she always wish he would give her something which would make them 'US', she has always wished he would gift her his heart. He would give away his heart to her. But every year he would give her chocolates, teddy bears, cards and flowers.
She is the daughter of business tycoon Mr. Gautam Raiprakash. Her parents and her brother have always given her immense love and all sort of luxuries but still she felt incomplete. She knew only Swayam's heart could make her complete.
It was 3 in the morning when everyone took a leave from Swayam's house after having a blast. Rey went to the outhouse knowing Swayam has some secret plans for his dear little sister which she didn't know. When all of them left, Sharon thanked Swayam for celebrating her birthday so grandly by giving him a friendly hug.
"Thank you so much Swayam for planning this grand birthday bash for me."
"Come on Sharon, you know every year I wait for this day so that I can celebrate your birthday." She smiled. "By the way did like my gifts?"
He has gifted her one big jumbo sized teddy bear, big box of chocolates and one big birthday card. Just like every year.
"Yes Swayam I loved them. The teddy bear is so cute. Just like you."
He laughed. "But not as much cute as you."
"Awe really? Thanks!" she said and gave him a side hug. "Will you drop me home? Bro went to home in a hurry don't know why leaving me alone." She pouted. "My driver also took an off today."
"Yeah yeah sure. But can you please wait for few minutes so that I can change?"
"Yes sure."
He went in his room to change. She was waiting in his living room for the last five minutes when she heard her phone buzz in her jean's pocket. She took it out and saw a message from Swayam.
"Come in the balcony."
She thought maybe he needs some help from her for something. So she rushed towards his balcony. When she reached there, there was no one.
"Swayam?" she again heard her phone buzz.
"Dumbo can't you see on the floor there is a box?"
She looked at the floor and saw a box wrapped in a shiny red paper. She stood there staring at the box. In seconds she received another message.
"I haven't seen a person as dumb as you :@. Now will I have to tell you to open it?"
She glared at the phone and looked at her surrounding to find Swayam. She felt like smacking him for calling her dumb repeatedly. When she couldn't find him she huffed and took the box in hers hands to open it.
She was surprised when she opened it. There was a beautiful pink dress in it. She again received a message.
"Come in my room and change into it."
She ran in his room with the box in her hands. When she entered she saw another box on the bed. She rushed quickly to open it so that Swayam doesn't call her a dumbo again. It was wrapped in the same red paper as the gown. She opened it and found an elegant bracelet. There was a red heart in the middle of the bracelet which has 'SS' engraved. She gasped. She was getting confused now. Why Swayam was giving her these gifts? What difference is there in this year's birthday?
"Swayam where are you?"
Her phone buzzed. "Will you quietly do as I say? Just change into the dress." She sighed.
She took the dress and the bracelet and went into his bathroom. After changing into it and wearing the bracelet she came out. In seconds she received another message.
"Now come on the terrace."
She ran towards the terrace. When she was about to enter the terrace her phone again buzzed. She stopped and opened the message.
"I knew you will miss it. That's why I started typing the message beforehand." She was confused about what she missed. "Don't be so much confused dumbo." She glared at her phone. "And stop glaring at your phone. It's not me :P." she blushed thinking how much he knows her. "Turn back and look at the stairs."
She turned back and saw each stair has a box on it in the corner. She started counting. There were 11 stairs and she found 11 boxes on the 11 stairs. She gasped. Her heart started pounding. Only she could think was why Swayam was making this birthday of hers so special?
All the boxes were wrapped in the same red shiny paper. She started opening the boxes one by one.
The first box contains a black stiletto which was a great match for her dress. She removed her sneakers and wore the stiletto which Swayam gifted her. In the second box she found a beautiful purse matching with her dress. The third one had her favourite perfume. More than being surprise she was getting the shock of her life. The fourth had a smiley ball. Fifth a makeup kit, sixth an orchid bouquet, seventh a digital camera, eighth a MP3 player, ninth a pen, tenth a heart shaped pillow, eleventh a scrapbook.
She felt like she will pass out any moment. Her breath was stuck in her throat. She was just looking at the gifts shocked. She opened the scrapbook which consisted of all their pictures together from the time they met. She heard her phone buzzing.
The message read. "Will you not come in the terrace?" She gathered all the gifts together and kept them in a corner. Poor Sharon, her cute little hands couldn't carry so many things together. She stood up on her trembling legs and rushed in the terrace. Three boxes were placed on the floor wrapped in the same paper. Another thing she saw was a basket. She rushed towards it and it held a cute baby pug. She took it in her hairs and caressed it. It was softer than a soft toy. After like eternity she kept the puppy back in the basket and was about the open the boxes. She again got a message.
"Open the big box at the end." There were three boxes and two of them were of the same size and the other was a little bigger. She looked at the bigger box and felt like tearing the wrapper and look into it. But she didn't. She held her curiosity back and opened one of the small boxes. The first box had a photo frame with their photo. The second box had an empty scrapbook. She held it in her hands and was thinking why Swayam gave her an empty scrapbook. Then again her phone buzzed.
"Open the big box now."
She quickly kept the book in the box back and opened the big box and she was surprised to see another box into it. She opened that one and there was another box. After going on opening boxes after boxes the last box came. She thankfully moaned. There were two things in there, a diamond ring and a key. That ring made her almost unconscious. Tears threatened to fell from her eyes. She started to have hiccups cause of holding back her breath for such a long time. It dawned onto her what Swayam was doing. He was going to propose her. She took the ring and the key in her hand. She couldn't understand why he gave her that key. She was waiting for his message but none came. She got up and turned to go back in his room when she saw a piece of paper on the floor. She went and took it in her hands. The colour of the paper was red. It read.
Dear Sharon,
As it is your 18th birthday I thought of giving you 18 different gifts. You have already received 17 of them and all has a deep meaning. The pink dress I gave you because you always look an angel when you wear pink. I love staring at my pink angel. I love it when the colour of your cheeks and the colour of your dress match just the way it is matching now. The bracelet engraved 'SS' in a red heart means Swayam and Sharon together in one heart that is our heart. I love the sound of your heels. When you walk and your heels make sounds like 'tuck', 'tuck'. I love it. It's the most beautiful melody for me. I know you love purses and I also know you have my photos in all of them. But Sharon I am not complete without you. So I have kept our photos in this purse. How can Swayam be complete without his Sharon? The intoxicating smell of your perfume with the mixture of your smell makes me go crazy. I want to keep you so close to me that your smell reaches all the nerves and cells of my body. Like that smile on the smiley I promise I will keep your lips curved in a smile, forever. I know you love to look beautiful, so for your sake I gave you that makeup kit. But I want to tell you that you are the most beautiful girl I have ever met. I love your beauty Sharon, your natural beauty. Whenever I see you in your jeans and cartoon tees with your hair up, it take my breath away. Like the flower, I promise that I will make your life a beautiful journey. From the time the bud of our relationship will start growing till it dies, that is till I die it will be a mesmerizing journey for you. I want to lock all the seconds I spend with you Sharon and this can be only done by the help of the camera. The MP3 player has only one song in it, which resembles our feelings. It's 'Pehla Nasha'. I know how much you love writing in your diary. That pen will help you to write all the beautiful memories which you will spend with me. When I will be away from you, after my death that pillow will replace my arms. I know you must want to kill me now for talking about my death and you must be wishing that you will go from this world first but sweetheart that's not possible. Till the time I am alive I won't let you go anywhere away from me. After starting a new chapter I thought we will together read our previous chapters. So I gathered all the beautiful moments of our life in that scrapbook. It will be a great experience to read the chapters we have spent together. By giving you 'Albe', the cute puppy I wanted to tell you that I want cute little babies with you. I want to be a father of our children. The picture I gave you in the frame is the picture of that day I realized what I feel for you. I want to keep it in our bedroom as it is the picture of the most memorable day of my life, of course other than today. That empty scrapbook will be filled with all the beautiful moments of our new chapter. The ring, I am sure you are not that dumb, Miss Dumbo, I know that you know why I gave it to you. Last one the key, it is the key to my heart. Your 18th gift is my heart, which I know is the best gift according to you. Well I can't wait anymore to hold you in my arms. I am coming to you Sharon and this time not as your best friend. I am coming as your lover, as your wood be husband.
Forever yours,
Swayam.
She was in tears when she saw Swayam's blur image proceeding towards her. He came and cupped her face lovingly. He then leaned down and sucked her tears with his lips.
She couldn't say anything or do anything. She stood there with her eyes closed feeling his lips on them. She has wished and dreamed of this day from when she didn't even remember. She buried her head in his chest and kept on sobbing.
"Shh. Sharon why are you crying? Is my heart a dragon which will eat you alive?"
She pinched him and said "you are so stupid Swayam. These are tears of happiness."
"Will you not ask me why I gifted you the key to my heart on your 18th birthday?"
"Why?" she managed to say in between her sobs.
"Because I couldn't have waited for a moment after giving my heart to you."
She looked up at him confused. He took the ring from her hand and sat on his one knee.
"Will you marry me Sharon? Will you be mine?" she gasped. She couldn't say anything. She kept on staring at him.
"Sharon my ankle is paining. Please answer me!"
She still couldn't say anything. Her sobs were not allowing her to say anything. She just managed to shake her head in positive. His happiness knew no limits. He slid the ring in her ring finger and said.
"I love you so much Sharon and I will always do so."
She hugged him tightly and whispered "I love you too Swayam."
Finally she got the gift she has always craved for; Swayam's heart, which made her complete.
The Saturday evening has something in it..It's the time when couples spend some time together, and enjoy the feeling of togetherness..When after a whole tiring week,..they spend rather more tiring weekend..It's the time, when spouse has the chance to squander out her hubby's pocket..
Sharon read these lines and let out a huge sigh..when everyone was supposed to have fun on weekends..she is here, lying on the bed..reading some hopeless novel…But she has no other choice..Her dear hubby is cooking.. Woah..great..cooking..They should by now be having a candle light dinner in some romantic atmosphere..But she cannot do anything..It is his dear Swayam's wish..to cook for her..
And thus he is in kitchen…busy cooking…his whole attention…on the vegetables..and do his best..so that his Sharon has delicacies to eat..whereas, here..she is ready to eat him..taste him..She suddenly sprang up from the bed..with a grin on her face..and glint in her eyes..
She is heading towards the kitchen..to disturb him..after all why should she always be the victim..he has troubled her a lot while cooking..now its her turn..she would take revenge of that every time..when he comes shirtless to the kitchen..and makes it difficult for her to concentrate.. by looking irresistible..when he purposely seduces her in the name of helping.
She moves in the kitchen..Swayam is busy..He didn't even notice her..She reaches upto him..and hugs him from behind..spreading her arms around his waist..
He jerked up with sudden presence of Sharon..
"Leave me Sharon, let me cook na please.."
"Do you think, I gonna obey you.." She said with oh-pulleez expression.
Swayam turned towards her and Sharon hugs him tightly, moving her hands on his back and resting her head on his chest.
Swayam smiles at her gestures, hugs her and then leaves her
"Ohk, Sharon, Some time more…U go and sit…otherwise, I wont be able to cook. And then, I would trouble u.."
"toh karo na, swayam, maine kab mana kia hai.." whispered Sharon in an husky voice..and once again hugged him..this time she took his arms and encircled around her..She placed feathery and wet kisses on his visible exposed part of the chest..She was quick in doing so..Swayam did not have time to react..Sharon was behaving like way too hungry tigress..She opened up the buttons of the Swayam's shirt..and started rubbing her hands on Swayam's chest..seducing him more..
She is simultaneously placing kissing kisses on his the crook of his neck..Swayam's arms still on her waist..and his eyes popped out..due to sudden seducing game of Sharon..He realized that she is exactly doing the same stuff he does..while she is cooking..
She slowly slid of the shirt from Swayam's one shoulder..and stretched her arm..towards his back..she slowly placed a kiss on his shoulder blade..and then she licked the place where she kissed..Her one hand on resting on Swayam's chest..and other rubbing his back..trying to awaken desires within him..
Whereas he is smiling cutely at his Sharon..thinking how cute is she when she tries to go out of the way to get his attention..how pretty she is when she tries to play his games on him.
He slowly cupped her face..kissed her on her forehead..and slowly on both her eyes..one by one..pouring out all his love..he kissed her left earlobe..sucked it, licked it..and he did the same with right ear..He kissed that point on the cheek which becomes the most red..while she blushes.. He then came down towards the chin..and kissed the corners of the face bones..And then slowly she moved towards her lips..and began kissing gently.. Sharon was wilder this time..Her hands were in Swayam's hairs..
Soon the kiss turned passionate from the gentle one..Both of them were in the league as to who can kiss longer..Finally they broke off for the need of oxygen.
Then Swayam again turned back to his work of cooking. This pissed off Sharon. How stubborn you are Swayam she muttered.
But she wouldn't lose hope..she jumped on the slab..sat there..trying to disturb Swayam by doing all sort of possible things.
Swayam slowly put his hand in the flour jar kept beside without making Sharon notice it.
He carefully took some flour in his hand and with sudden jerk he sprinkled all the floor on Sharon, her face, her dress and her hairs..everything was spoiled and turned white.
She got down the kitchen slab..and just roared..what the hell Swayam..why did you do this?
Sweetie, if you can play my game on me, then even I can use your tricks..remember you always do the same to me.
But whatever it is Swayam, I hate you..I am angry on you..and wouldn't talk to you. Saying this she just marched off to the washroom..
On her way she is cursing Swayam in her breath. She just bangs the door of the washroom..
She puts on the shower, turns it to hot water, first letting flour to be cleaned off from her face, and her hands..She now has turned angry tigress.
What does he think of himself..he would do this to me..said she while cleaning her hairs.
I am not gonna leave him..said she closing her eyes and letting the water flow.
Suddenly she felt water cold, and it hit her face..and two hands sneaking around her waist from back..
Swayam had turned the knob to cold water..and had hugged Sharon from behind.
Leave me Swayam, and I am not talking to you..she said roaring.
But he caught her more tight,and he himself was also under the shower..He placed a kiss on Sharon's neck and then continued with chain of kisses all around her nape..he placed her her on one shoulder and kissed the edge other shoulder too.
But Sharon hadn't calmed down still.
You will not lose easily Sharon she mentally spoke to herself..and then she started hitting Swayam's hand which were on her waist saying,. Shoo Swayam shoo leave me, u didn't get that..I am upset with you
Swayam caught her with one hand from the waist and with other hand he slid off her jacket..exposing her shoulders and kissed it.. and said Ab bhi nahi baat karogi?
Sharon was already under his spell, his smell was intoxicating and his touch was raging.
She managed to say.. "nahi.." in a husky voice.
He placed a love bite on the crook of her neck.. and whispered in her ear
"ab bhi nahi?"
She had closed her eyes in pleasure..but still she said nahi.
Ok this was enough swayam thought, He put down his half open shirt, turned Sharon and faced her.
He just smashed his lips upon hers, his hands on her waist, she glued to his chest dur to enormous force. Though Sharon didn't respond yet, each second he deepened the kiss, growing more wild..he slid his hands under her tube top, caressed her bare back, This finally made Sharon respond. They kissed like eternity.
Soon he slid her top on the floor..let water clear away flour which had gone inside..He kissed everywhere n her body..making her moan in pleasure..She travelled her hands to his back first, and later to his hairs and pulling them.
Later, Swayam put off the shower..dried her up..and made her wear bathrobe and lead her to the bed.
Swayam loved Sharon too much and that was very well evident, in a moment he used to turn naughty and in the next moment, he had his innocent look on his face..and his eyes asking permission to Sharon to take the next step.
He picked her up in his arms and took her to the bed.
Soon the moon hid himself under the clouds giving two souls some privacy.
The next morning, Swayam got up..to find himself alone on the bed and he took a glimpse of the clock, he realized that he was late today. He didn't woke up this late.
Soon he got ready..and moved downstairs. He found Sharon in the kitchen and was walking towards her.
She stopped him by saying..Enter only if you have to starve .. like yesterday..!
" If I starve and we end up like we did yesterday, then sure" He said winking.
That breath of fresh air...brings home your smell.
Its chilly...and i wish i had you to cuddle into. The fragrance of flowers wafting into my sense of smell...remind me of the roses you are in the habit of surprising me with.
The window i opened...how i wish i could just sit on your lap beside it and have your lips nuzzling my neck. The spring air, would dance in our hair...and you would tickle me, making me giggle.
I want you so much here...with me...today...this very moment.
Its beautiful...and everything beautiful comes in my life...with one name...yours.
Our bed is starved...it looks kind of barren...without you and me drowning in the pool of love we weave. Our love adorns this room of ours...the clock in the corner is awaiting your arrival...the departure of my missing you.
Every second is longer than an eternity.
Why cant your flight home be in a jet plane...which can cross the seas between you and me in a few hours? Minutes...seconds?
Those arms of yours...they should have me in them...i should be drfinking out of your lips on a night like this...moaning in ecstasy when we become one...our souls should dance together.
I have imagined the doorbell ringing dozens of times...are you there? Nah the milkman...nah the maid.
Come on...run to me...fly to me...
I am calling...my love is beckoning to you...my heart is summoning you...swayam...your Sharon is waiting impatiently for her husband.
Wait a minute was that the doorbell...i peek out of the window, if its a salesman...i am gonna tell him just what i think of him...
But its you...with your luggage on the doorstep!
And our baby girl runs downstairs..."papa aa gaye"
I too dash...my husband is home.
You enter and you smile delighted to see us both...you hug me...lift our daughter in your arms and kiss us both.
I love you...our daughter's smile...your smile...my smile...we are as happy as can be...you set our daughter down and she zooms towards her bedroom...cant wait bto show her daddy the picture she drew in class.
We kiss...and we are not missing each other any more.
Our hands join...twine...and we go in..i love you. And you say...i love you Sharon.
Jhanak
Geet - Hui Sabse Parayee
