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Ok.. So guys, me Aditi with a new os this time.. This os was requested to me by Ani di (flyinghigh_ani). Though not the exact scene but this one is dedicated to her.
And all the other readers too enjoy the read and do let me know how this was.
As the creatives had not shown any Sharon or Swayam POV after the marriage proposal, this is my take on it.. Hope you all like it..
Note: This is completely Sharon's POV.
SwaRon Os: Being His
"The place at seven." I saw the map for twentieth time. What was it? What is Swayam upto now? And the dress? White sari? White? Why white? Arghh!! Swayam is driving me nuts.. As well as crazy today. "Something special for you today." What special? And anyways, Where the hell is he?
This was what Sharon Rai Prakash had been thinking since the early morning. "God?!? Come on Swayam, pickup the call.. Damm" Sharon said, frustrated. Her otherwise always with her boyfriend was today no where to be seen. The only thing she knew was that he was up to something.
"Rey, Tumne Swayam ko dekha hai?" I asked Rey. He always knows my and Swayam's whereabouts. We both trust him more than we trust ourselves. No matter what, we know we can count on him. "No.. I don't know.." I heard Rey saying me. I know it was a pure white lie, but I did not argue with him. I really did not want Rey to be in any kind of "Dharma Sankat" as they say it. Instead, I went and to divert my mind, started talking with Raghav. He is a really Merry boy. Smart, charming and a awesome dancer I must say. He was talking to me about something related to dholgaon, but my mind was far off, wandering off to my dream world. My Swayam world. Ever since, Today morning when I found the letter in my suitcase, my heart was doing crazy somersaults and cart wheels as well. Something special. I guess I know what is it. But I dared not show it on my face, as I really could not bear the gang teasing me, especially when Swayam is not there to share the embarrassment with. I blush too much and I know it. Now, all I'm waiting for is, seven. The white sari is so pretty. White. Our colour... And here goes my mind again.
"Umm, Ishika, tumhare paas ek bindi hai kya? Silver colour?" I asked Ishika. Her head shot up and she looked as if I was a ghost standing in front of her. I knew it would happen. But the major shocker was yet to come. "Umm.. And silver bangles was well??" I again asked her and this time she looked at me as if she was about to faint. I looked at her as innocently as I could, trying my best to hide the giggles. Aww.. Just look at her face. "Ishikaaa??" I said, snapping her back to the real world. "Yea..ya..yaa.. Just wait a second." She said and vanished beyond the curtains. But those some second felt too long for me. Why wouldn't they? For today Swayam had called me for something "special" and I wanted to reach there as fast as I could. God knows how I passed the whole day. "Ye lejiye.." Ishika handed me the bangles and bindi with the same horrified expression. I muttered a thank you and left from there, literally running. I knew Ishika had thought at that moment that, her strict dance instructor had went crazy. But believe me, love makes you go crazy. I could see the door of our cottage. I opened it, got in and banged it. The excitement, which was growing each passing second was making me more n more hyper. After I gained back my composure, I went towards my bed and picked the packet. I slowly took off the cover and there lay it, one of the most beautiful sari I had ever seen. I took a moment to admire it and then, took it out. Thank god I had brought an another white sari with me, otherwise, I don't know how would I get the matching choli. Without any further delay, I wore the sari and got ready. Ok ok.. Me knowing how to wear sari is a breaking news, but guess what? I know it and I'm glad that I do. I slipped in the bangles. Wore minimal makeup, as I really did not want to look like a white clad ghost. I looked to the mirror and realized that I had forgot to actually wear the bindi, so I took the packet which Ishika had given me, took out one and placed it exactly in place. Then, I took one last glance to the mirror, Perfect. I muttered and left.
Yes, finally here. I said and looked up. I had reached the place where Swayam had indicated but there was literally nothing except trees. No Swayam, no one. Gosh!! Don't say me I've come the wrong way. Like seriously?? God knows how I managed to sneak out from my friends eyes. Argh!? I muttered and just as I was about to turn back, I felt two pairs of strong arms, holding me from back. It did not even take a nano second for me to realize that it was Swayam. "Tum Bohot khubshoorat lag rahi ho.." He whispered to my ears. "But you have even not seen me." I said as a matter of fact. "You always do. I don't need to see you to say that you are khubshoorat." He said, and I felt my cheeks burning. And to add fuel to the fire, he softly kissed my cheeks. Before I could say anything more, he again whispered huskily in my ears, "Get ready for the surprise dear." He said and slowly I felt the darkness. Yes you got it right, he blind folded me. I could feel his warm hands on mine, holding them and leading me somewhere. In those few minutes, all our past flashed in front of me. Our first meet. The weaklings and dazzlers division. The class room showdown. The way I had called him a guy with cheap fantasies. How I had shouted on him and the most painful part, how he had for the first time, raised his voice on me. That day is one of those bad days, which I'll never ever be able to forget. Then, me going to Delhi and the asthma. How he motivated me and inspired me to dance. Then all I remember is the announcement room fiasco. The part in the between, for me was like a Fairytale dream. How foolish of me. I once again, that day, hurt him real bad. Then, suddenly out of nowhere, I could see Ruhi with the poison bottle. How she had wanted to take us apart but instead we came more closer and ever since then, Swayam and I have never left each other's side. Then our special first kiss all those hugs and the moments. I smiled lightly. I could sense Swayam smiling as well. Then finally, we came halt and Swayam slowly left my hand. "Ready?" He asked. I nodded. He slowly took off the black cloth. It took a little time for me to adjust to the bright light in front of me, but when I did, I could not believe my eyes. There, in front of me lay an outline of what seemed like a home, each room, distinguished with lines of bright colorful lights, having it's own distinct speciality. "Our home." He came to my side and caught my hand. Then, he slowly pushed open the bamboo frame, which I suppose was the door and led me in. "U see this, this is our hall. We will hang your favorite painting in this side, and here will be our sofa. Jab guests honge, then, they'll sit here, and jab woh yaha nahi honge, then..." He trailed off his voice having a tinge of naughtiness. "Then??.." I asked, pretending to be all innocent. "Then.. This." He suddenly pushed me towards the bamboo bed, supposedly our sofa, lied down with his head on my lap and slowly caressed my hand. His every touch was driving me crazy. "Then, this will be our romance place." He said. What's with is voice so husky and hot today?? I wondered. "Kuch bhi haan.. Stand up now and show me the other rooms as well.. Come on.." I said, in a commanding tone, for the sake of my own sanity. "Oh yes!!" He said and stood up, pulling me with him, he took me to an another part which I believed was the kitchen. "And this is our kitchen." He said. Bingo!! I thought. Here, I'll cook food for both for us everyday and we will sit here and eat and feed each other, he said. This is perfect Swayam. I said to him in my mind, but in reality, I just smiled and kissed his palms. I really did not need to say him. For me and Swayam, action always spoke louder than words. "Chalo now.. Fast fast fast.." He suddenly squealed like a five year old child and pulled me with him. "And guess what is this??" He said, aww he really is so cute. He eyes were so pure and innocent yet deep. They held immense passion for whatever they did. And the passion, after coming to that particular area, twinkled in his eyes. "Our Dance studio?" I asked, sure yet giving him chance to explain. "Yup.. Yaha, whenever we will fight, we'll dance here, jab Hume ek dushre ko special feel karwana hoga, then we will dance here. This will be our room. A separate room for our dance." He said. I caught hold of his arms and we waltzed for few minutes. Just then, I noticed a rather big area at the side of the studio. "What's this Swayam??" I asked him. I could not guess. This one was hard. "Umm.. This is the bedroom.. But let's go, it's no use for us u know.." Swayam said in a fake disappointed tone. I really could not understand what was he talking about.. "Huh?!? Why?" I asked him out of curiosity. "See, to do anything here, we cannot stay girl friend and boy friend..." Swayam trailed off. Now the small puzzle pieces were joining themselves. I slowly understood him. And I decided to play it along. "Why, Can't we stay boyfriend and girlfriend?" I asked him, trying my best not to burst out laughing. "Oh come on Shar.. Samajhne ki koshish karo.." I could literally see Swayam blushing. However I held back my laughter and gave him a blank look. Suddenly he took a deep breath and kneeled down on his knees. I knew the moment had come. The moment I had dreamt of ever since I fell for Swayam finally was coming. I knew this was special for both me and Swayam and I was so eagerly waiting for this day. He slowly took a beautiful silver ring from his pocket and held it in front of me. For once I thought that all this happening was a dream and I feared, what will happen when I wake up. But Swayam's soft voice made me believe that all this happening was for real.
"Sharon, the first time I saw you, believe me, I fell for you. Jab tum muskurati thi then I used to feel happy. Jab tumhe kisi bhi reason se sad or upset dekhtatha, then my whole day used to go bad. Tumhe pane ka khwaab and tumhe khone ka daar, mere life ke do sabae bade emotions the. Now, from today Sharon, I want to share every emotion with you, Duniya ke samne tumhara Haath pakadke bolna chahatu ki tum sirf meri ho. Apne life ka har ek dance I want to share with you, as life itself is a dance, would you like to share yours with me, kya tum mujhe ye mauka dogi, to show the world that tum pe sirf mera haq hai, will you marry me Sharon?"
And I heard it. Believe me I was reaction less. I could not stop the happy tears brimming in my eyes. I slowly moved my hand forward. "Yes Swayam.. Yes.." I said, unable to utter anything else. He caught my hands and slid the ring into my ring finger. The cold silver ring, pleasantly spread warmth through me. As he got up, I hugged him tight. I wanted to stay like that forever. He was warm. His usual perfume, tingling my senses. I slowly broke the hug and took my own sweet time to admire his deep chocolate brown eyes. There lay nothing except love and care. "Thank you" Swayam slowly whispered, and that's it, my last string of control got broken and without wasting even a second, I crashed my lips into his, he just caught me, and gave in, promising me to never let go and to always be with me, like he had always done.
"The best day of My Life.."
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