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Mahi

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Posted: 9 years ago

#61

Originally posted by: Amreen...

Awesome is the word here... girl u rocked this time.. the best update till date by u... Loved it to the core... Loved the end!! Seriously 👏

Lol... This was unexpected😆😆

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Posted: 9 years ago

#62

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@Mannmohanaa

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Posted: 9 years ago

#63

Originally posted by: sweetmishthi
Hui would like to join in how to?

Just reserve an update and jump in with your part😃

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.khaleesi.

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Posted: 9 years ago

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"Pasand karte ho Suman ko..." Nanaji asked making him choke on the coffee that they were all sipping after the dinner. He nervously looked Pushkar who was hiding his laugh behind his coughs. He had arrived just before the dinner and joined the family for dinner without any formality. As if the family of sumo was of Pushkar's too. They were such best friends. All the ladies were busy in the kitchen. Daboo being dead tired slept as soon as he finished the dinner. When he had tried to leave after all had come the relatives of Suman insisted that Shravan too join them and after Nanu said "Ruk jao.. khaa kar chale jaana..." he hadn't dared to speak a word more. But he should have known that Mr. Tiwari was asking him to stop to drop a bomb at him.

"Ji Nanaji... mera matlab hain Mr. Tiwari... haan..nhi.. uhm..haan.. mera matlab hai nahi... mera matlab..." he fumbled for words as he tried to give him a satisfactory answer while Nanu looked at him with piercing eyes.

"Haan ki na..." he asked.

"Ji vo..." he again stammered like an idiot.

"Shravan... Kal mujhe jaldi firm jaana hai... chal ab chalte hai..." Pushkar said as he came out of the kitchen.

"Haan chal... j..ja..ja..jaldi chal..." he stammered as they bid goodbyes to all and left. Nanu was still looking at him suspiciously.
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Shravan was lying on his bed that night, thinking about all that happened at Suman's house. The way he had been feeling when she she was close to him. The way his heart was fluttering with her in his arms and then the streak of ecstasy that rushed through him when Nanaji asked him if he liked Suman... though he was embarrassed but he had been happy somewhere deep. Was that because he has started to feel for the girl. Coz whenever he was around her... he always manages to go nuts. Whatever it was...he will not judge it at present and go with it.

Suman couldn't help but blush again... this guy Shravan had managed to make a mushy mess of her. She was blushing again and again thinking of her moments with him that evening. She had felt such peculiar sensations that she had never felt before. What was that?? That nervousness, that shyness, and pleasing sensations at being held by him. Had she started to like him... whatever it was she was...she will not judge it at present and go with it.

"Happy birthday to you... happy birthday to you.." all sang in chorus as dabbu woke with a start only to see his whole family in front of him, singing him a birthday song. It was midnight, the moment when his birthday started. Thanking them with sweet hugs he cut the chocolate cake she had baked and received blessings from all.

"Hello..." Suman picked the call from an unknown number only to realise it was Shravan on the other side. He too had called to wish Dabbu as Suman had told him about the midnight celebrations. She handed the phone to Dabbu.

"Happy birthday Dabbu..."

"Thank you Shravan bhaiya... aapko Suman did ne bataya na..." he asked.

"Haan.. unhone hi bataya... Yeh toh pehle surprise tha... abhi bohot baaki hai..." Shravan said making him all the more curious.

"Aapne aur Suman didi ne milkar mere surprise plan kiya hai... wow.." Shravan felt a tug at his heartstrings at the innocent way he said "aapne aur Suman ne milkar.." it sounded so sweet and natural. Suman too felt the statement stirred something inside her. After wishing and the small celebrations, Suman took tge phone from Dabbu and like all others went to bed. She and Shravan both thought Dabbu night have cut the call but he hadn't.
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.khaleesi.

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Posted: 9 years ago

#65

Posted from phone... Regina please edit it for me... 😊
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Regina

@mizzundaztud

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Posted: 9 years ago

#66

This is turning out to be great guys, this story is Forum's story, I am glad that a silly fun, playful idea is getting into a beautiful shape.. lets keep writing guys...

I have tried to identify different chapters acccouring to how the story has turned, lets see how long and beautiful a story we can make this one to be..

Lets know the writers of part 2

Artist_Forever

shailusri1983

Amreen...

mizzundaztud

The Rain...And The Girl- Part 2

Banner Credit --fero-- ❤️

It was evening and as Shravan got into his car, he couldn't help but remember that movie incident.

Pushkar: Ohh common bhaiyya! Kisi Mantri ki party mein nahi jaa rahe. Why are you freaking out with your clothes like girls? He giggled.

But Shravan knew that he had to look his best. It was Sumo's invite after all. How could he not look best?

After exasperating Pushkar to the limit, they both set out for the movie.

They reached just in time and saw a not so pleased Sumo waiting outside.

Sumo: Ek aur minute late hote toh I would have left you both! She exclaimed.

The trio rushed inside and as they got into the lift, Sumo and Shravan bumped into each other in a hurry. Their heads clashed slightly.

"Oops!", came Sumo's reflex.

They settled into the Hall, with Sumo sitting between Shravan and Pushkar.

The movie went fantastic and Shravan enjoyed it a little more, reasons unknown to him😉

As they left the Hall, Sumo was emotionally happy while the boys seemed not so affected and normal.

Sumo: Tum ladkon ke pass toh dil hi nahi hota!

" That's not right", thought Shravan. But he remained quiet, just looking at her all the time as if time stood still.

Shravan realised that he had reached Tiwari Villa. It was a well built mansion. Not so pleasing from outside but there was a certain warmth in it. Shravan liked that feeling and was highly impatient to get in and meet the girl of his dreams that had made him insane in just two days.

Suman was patting at the ball of dough to make a roti out of it when she heard a knock at the main door. She knew it must be Pushkar with all the things she had asked him to bring. The knocking continued for a couple of more times not giving Suman a chance to come out of her apron and hurriedly she moved out to open the door.

The scene in front of cannot be called less than adorable. Suman in an off white apron with dabs of flour on her cheek, her hair tied in a haphazard knot at the back of her head with small wisps escaping the knot and falling onto her face, pinkish nose and light sweat on her forehead, holding a rolling pin was looking too cute. A chuckle escaped his lips and she closed her mouth immediately as she realised it was Shravan, the same lawyer brother of Pushkar, his hands laden with lots of bags not allowing him to ring the doorbell.

"Please come in... mujhe laga Pushkar aaya hoga..." she mumbled as she lowered her eyes in awkwardness, feeling that she again behaved very unlady like manner in front of this well behaved guy.

"Pushkar aane wala tha but suddenly he got a call for some meeting and he had to rush... so I did the shopping for you..." Shravan said putting all the bags on the sofa. He brought out a beautiful white and pink lily bouquet and presented to her. She looked at him surprised.

"Mai pehli baar aapke ghar aaya hoon... Kuch samajh nahi aaya ki kya lekar aau isliye bas... sab kaha gaye hai waise.." he trailed off. She took it from him with a smile as she uttered a sweet "Thank you... Nanu aur dabbu park gaye hai, mamaji office aur maasi aur mami dabbu ke liye shopping karne bahar gaye hai... "

"Thank god you liked it... or else I thought you would hit me with this belan..." he joked and she quickly hid it behind her back. She looked at herself and closed her eyes in embarrassment.

"Nahi... vo mai dinner bana rahi thi... you please have have a seat... I will be right back..." and she uttered and rushed in her room with the lilies.

Shravan looked around. A huge yet beautifully maintained villa. Decorated with lots of colours, it oozed elegance. Shravan's eyes came to a still as he looked at a fresh Suman coming out of her room. Dressed in a beautiful pink-orange floral kurti and tights and hair tied in a loose pony, she was quite a sight. Her silky hair always falling on her face, giving her a desirable look. She smiled again as she poured some water in a glass and offered him. Man, she was hell of a beauty and had one breathtaking smile. It was as if his thoughts weren't in his own control when he saw her. He would always want to imagine how would it feel to touch her, kiss her...

"Woah woah Shravan... again your thoughts are going the gutter way... stop it right there..." His brain screamed and he took hold of the bags to give her so that it can distract him and not cause the poor pretty girl any embarrassment.

Though Pushkar had promised that he would come along with Shravan to help Suman out with her preparations for Dabbu's birthday party, but his matchmaking instincts got the better of him and he decided to send Shravan alone to Sumo's house making the pretext of an important meeting so that both of them would get more time to spend with each other and know each other better.

Of course, Pushkar knew that the entire family except Suman was outside shopping so as to give Suman time to make arrangements for the surprise party. And that was how Shravan and Sumo unexpectedly found themselves all alone at Tiwari Villa.

After a bit of embarrassed silence on both sides and exchanging a few pleasantries and courtesies like talking about the weather etc etc, both of them got down to the task at hand, that is making arrangements for Dabbu's surprise birthday party.

Suman was explaining to Shravan the technique of how to blow a balloon.

Suman: Balloon ko aise pakadthe hain aur...

Shravan(within himself thinking gutter thoughts): Kaun balloon ko pakadna chahtha hai. Main toh kuch aur hi...

Suman: Tum ne kuch kaha?

Shravan nodded his head vehemently. Did this girl by any chance know mind reading? He shrugged his shoulders thinking to himself "Not very likely!"

Shravan (Saying out aloud): How many balloons like this do you want?

Suman: Ten pink balloons, ten red balloons, ten yellow balloons, ten orange balloons,...

Shravan(In exasperation): Bas ithnahi?

Suman (Innocently): Thodi kam hai na! Toh sab fifteen fifteen karlena!

Shravan clicked his tongue in astonishment at the super-added cuteness with which Sumo said all this. She was beginning to play on his mind and heart like anything.

Suman: Main yeh ribbons stick karti hoon tab tak.

She got up on a tall stool and was about to begin sticking the ribbons when a leg of the stool broke and she was about to fall down. She tightly closed her eyes but the impact of the imminent fall never came because she found herself in Shravan's arms, clutching tightly at the collar of his shirt, her head hidden in his bosom. That was when she realized that he had caught her before she could fall. She was uninterruptedly staring into his deep, dark, brown eyes, which literally seemed to speak volumes to her.

With great concern in his voice he asked her, "Tum theek toh ho?

Suman also recovered herself by now as she said, "Main theek hoon! Par ab hum kya karenge? Yeh stool toh tootgaya aur yeh sare chairs bahut weak aur unstable hain chadnekeliye. Ab main upar kaise chadungi?

Shravan(A bit hesitantly realizing how stupid the suggestion seemed even for suggestion): Qutub Minar jaisa hoon. Toh agar main tumhe pakdun toh chalega?

Suman: Alright! Par giraoge toh nahin?

Shravan(to himself): Jo khud ithna girahuva ho, woh kya girayega kisiko? (Speaking aloud) Nahin main tumhe girne nahin dunga. (And as an afterthought, added this single question which made Sumo burst into peals of laughter) Tumhari engagement nahin hui hai na? Main jantha hoon Pushkar sirf meri tang keech raha tha.

Just then, Shravan realized what a Freudian slip he had made in his anxiety to know about her single status.

Sumo replied, "Yeh Pushkar bhi na! Bahut shararathi hai! Main ab tak single hoon!"

Suman got hold of all the colourful streamers. She had planned to attach and then roll them so that dabbu isn't able to notice them. And after he is asleep she would open them and also attach the balloons and other decorations. Shravan bent down and wrapping his arms around her thighs he lifted her so that she could attach the streamers to the ceiling. Suman gasped at the touch. Suddenly the idea of lifting her was looking too bad to both of them. Shravan felt desire squirming into the pit of his stomach as her soft frame wriggled a little in his arms. Her sweet tangy fragrance numbing his olfactory senses, her long hair teasing his face. For Shravan it was like he has been told to hold a chocolate pastry but not eat it and for Suman... she felt her breathing quickening at the proximity. The sensations his touch was evoking in her... a mix of something passionate and strong with a hint of shyness... was something she had never experienced before. She quickly attached the steamers with trembling fingers and asked him to put her down in a meek voice.

Shravan slowly put her down. Though she felt relieved to be out of his arms but also deep down a sense of mild diappointment washed over her as soon as the warm embrace of his arms was gone. Shravan's hormones were on a drive right now. This girl has increased his heart beat and pulse so badly that he was just wanting to push her on the adjacent wall and kiss her senseless. Suman walked into the kitchen and taking out a cold bottle if water gulped one fourth of the bottle in a single go. Shravan could feel her suddenly changes behaviour, her quickened breaths and the redness that had crept up her neck. It all indictated that she was also not less affected by him. He walked behind her. Getting hold of the bottle he too gulped some from it.

"Are vo mera jhoota tha..." she cried as she saw him drinking from her bottle. He closed the bottle and kept it on the fridge as he shrugged his shoulders. She blushed some more and turned around to hide it.

"Sumo tum kya kar rahi ho..." he asked coolly leaning on the counter, with his hands folded on his chest.

"Mai vo cake banana shuru kar rahi thi.. maine socha kyu na ek chhota sa cake midnight celebrations ke kiye bhi banau... dabbu bohot khush ho jayega..." she smiled as she felt the thick tension in the air vanish slowly. Shravan heaved a sigh of relief when he saw Sumo coming to her normal self. God he should have never proposed the stupid idea of lifting her as it only put them in awkward situation and that too then when Suman had started too feel comfortable in his presence.

"Oh... toh mai tumhari help karta hoon..." he said.

"Are nahi Shravan... you are the guest... already you have shopped for the things.. now u please sit...mai kar loongi..." she said with a smile.

"Please Sumo... I am not a bad cook..Please...let me help... varna mai bore ho jaunga aise.." he requested with a puppy face he knew worked magically on women.

"Okay theek hai...vaha bag se cooking chocolate aur coco powder de do..." she uttered melting at the expressions. He jumped up as he rushed and brought all the things she needed.

"Dabbu ko us surprise ke baare me pata hain.." Shravan asked leaning on the counter again he gave her all she asked for and she took and mixed it with her brows furrowed in concentration, making the batter.

"Nahi... surprise hai toh kaise pata hoga... pata hai vo subah se muh latkaaye good raha hai... use lag raha hai ki hume uska birthday yaad nahi...us kya pata li hum uske liye kya plan kar rahe hai" she chuckled with mischievous eyes like a small baby. That heartfelt laugh couldn't help to tickle his senses. Oh god she was so damn beautiful. So pure... so lovely.

"Mmm... batter has came out so tasty..." she moaned in delight as she dipped another finger in the cake batter to taste it again. Shravan gulped down as she let out that sinful sound. His mouth watered looking at the smudge of batter on her lips. GOD this girl was going to make a mess of him. He was snapped out of his stupor as she snapped her fingers in front of his wide eyes and gawking open mouth. He nodded his head in a negative and Suman shrugged as she again went to the work at hand. Putting the batter into the baking dish, she had her tongue stuck out in concentration making her look like the definition of adorable. What was with this girl who could make him passionate one moment and the next he is melted into a puddle as she does some cute antics of hers. He smiled shaking his head at her when the doorbell rang and Shravan gestured that he will open it as her hands were soiled with the batter. She quickly washed her hands and ke ate the mess as she she heard Nanu and dabbu entering the house. She heard Shravan introducing himself to them and that brought a smile on her lips. She came it to see that mami and maasi too had returned and they all were chatting with Shravan. She gestured to them that all the plans were going well.

Sumo had to admit that Shravan was doing his task quite well. He had engaged Daboo in such a manner that even his wild detective mind failed to notice something unusual.

Ranging from his Studies to Sports, he was interviewing him in detail and Daboo was equally enjoying himself. As Daboo went to freshen up and change, Shravan rushed to kitchen. The cake was ready and it smelled too good! If Sumo hadn't been guarding it, he was all ready to gulp it down!

Sumo, as if reading his hungry mind, gave him snacks to eat. As she was handing over to him a plate, they shared a cute eyelock. Shravan was mesmerised in those deep brown orbs whereas Sumo got captivated in those jet black eyes.

Just then, Nanu came and saw them in this awkward position.

Ughm ughm! He coughed.

They instantly jerked out of their trance. Sumo was blushing too hard, so she decided to leave whereas Shravan was too lost to react, so he just stood there.

Nanu: Karte kya Ho?

Shravan: Woh mere Papa ki yahan...

Nanu: Maine Poocha karte kya Ho?! Jitna Poocha, itna hi bolo!

Shravan: Nanaji woh main...

Nanu: Nanaji? Yeh tumko kisne bola? Mujhe Mr. Tiwari bulaoo.

Shravan was sweating like hell now. He was freaking out. But the fault wasn't his. Nanu was interviewing him so seriously, as if he was a groom and he was to marry Sumo.

"Shut up Shravan! Focus!", he reminded himself. After taking a deep breath...

Shravan: Mr. Tiwari main Ek lawyer Hoon, London based. Ek mahine ke liye India aaya Hoon.

The longest sentence he had managed to speak till now. And he was a bit proud of it.

The cross-questioning by Nananji was still on and Shravan was stuttering and plodding his way through this maze. Of course it was no mean thing dealing with Raghuveer Tiwari who was the Baap of his Baap, Ramnath Malhotra in this area.

Nanaji: Peethe ho?

Shravan: Ji, haan!

Nanaji: What?

Shravan: Matlab, ji nahin! Ahem! Ahem!...Main madhya ka sevan ke bilkul kilaf hoon! Actually I'm working with an NGO which fights against alcoholism. I even attend their meetings and give speeches about the dangers of alcohol drinking

Nanaji: I was just trying to ask you if you'd like to have a soft drink.

Shravan: Oh, that...yes, I would like to have a drink. I'm feeling very thirsty.

Nanaji: Tumhari girl friends hain? Smart ho, handsome ho, intelligent bhi dikhthe ho, toh mere hisaab seh hone chahiye.

Shravan looked a bit confused at what to say in reply to this. Suman was listening with very great interest to what his answer would be. It was true that he had dated several girls before this. But none of this was serious.

What he felt for Sumo was very real and sincere. She was the first girl whom he wanted to trust his entire heart and life with. He could not damage his reputation with her by telling he had dated several girls before this to her Nanaji.

God much as he liked being in Tiwari Villa in Suman's presence, this cross-questioning was becoming too much for him to handle. Finally Shravan nodded a-la the painting of Monalissa in a criss-cross fashion which neither told the exact truth nor fabricated an apparent falsehood! Both Nanaji and and Sumo interpreted it according to their own convenience and preference.

Then finally, Nanaji asked the most important thing of all, "Do you play chess?"

Shravan(With great excitement): Yes, Nanaji, matlab Tiwariji!

Nanaji: In that case, let's see how well you play. In our entire circle, only Suman and Ramnath are the ones who can defeat me in a game of chess. Suman is so good at this game that I decided that I was going make the person who could defeat me as her husband. Equality you see! So you think you have it in you to defeat me?

Shravan: With your blessings, Nanaji...matlab Tiwariji, I will definitely try my best!

Nanaji: And I promise one thing! If you defeat me in this game, you can call me Nanaji just like Suman calls me. We can get rid of this expression Tiwariji' then!

Shravan: Ok, Tiwariji!

Nanaji: Mind you only if you win!

"Pasand karte ho Suman ko..." Nanaji asked making him choke on the coffee that they were all sipping after the dinner. He nervously looked Pushkar who was hiding his laugh behind his coughs. He had arrived just before the dinner and joined the family for dinner without any formality. As if the family of sumo was of Pushkar's too. They were such best friends. All the ladies were busy in the kitchen. Daboo being dead tired slept as soon as he finished the dinner. When he had tried to leave after all had come the relatives of Suman insisted that Shravan too join them and after Nanu said "Ruk jao.. khaa kar chale jaana..." he hadn't dared to speak a word more. But he should have known that Mr. Tiwari was asking him to stop to drop a bomb at him.

"Ji Nanaji... mera matlab hain Mr. Tiwari... haan..nhi.. uhm..haan.. mera matlab hai nahi... mera matlab..." he fumbled for words as he tried to give him a satisfactory answer while Nanu looked at him with piercing eyes.

"Haan ki na..." he asked.

"Ji vo..." he again stammered like an idiot.

"Shravan... Kal mujhe jaldi firm jaana hai... chal ab chalte hai..." Pushkar said as he came out of the kitchen.

"Haan chal... j..ja..ja..jaldi chal..." he stammered as they bid goodbyes to all and left. Nanu was still looking at him suspiciously.
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Shravan was lying on his bed that night, thinking about all that happened at Suman's house. The way he had been feeling when she she was close to him. The way his heart was fluttering with her in his arms and then the streak of ecstasy that rushed through him when Nanaji asked him if he liked Suman... though he was embarrassed but he had been happy somewhere deep. Was that because he has started to feel for the girl. Coz whenever he was around her... he always manages to go nuts. Whatever it was...he will not judge it at present and go with it.

Suman couldn't help but blush again... this guy Shravan had managed to make a mushy mess of her. She was blushing again and again thinking of her moments with him that evening. She had felt such peculiar sensations that she had never felt before. What was that?? That nervousness, that shyness, and pleasing sensations at being held by him. Had she started to like him... whatever it was she was...she will not judge it at present and go with it.

"Happy birthday to you... happy birthday to you.." all sang in chorus as dabbu woke with a start only to see his whole family in front of him, singing him a birthday song. It was midnight, the moment when his birthday started. Thanking them with sweet hugs he cut the chocolate cake she had baked and received blessings from all.

"Hello..." Suman picked the call from an unknown number only to realise it was Shravan on the other side. He too had called to wish Dabbu as Suman had told him about the midnight celebrations. She handed the phone to Dabbu.

"Happy birthday Dabbu..."

"Thank you Shravan bhaiya... aapko Suman did ne bataya na..." he asked.

"Haan.. unhone hi bataya... Yeh toh pehle surprise tha... abhi bohot baaki hai..." Shravan said making him all the more curious.

"Aapne aur Suman didi ne milkar mere surprise plan kiya hai... wow.." Shravan felt a tug at his heartstrings at the innocent way he said "aapne aur Suman ne milkar.." it sounded so sweet and natural. Suman too felt the statement stirred something inside her. After wishing and the small celebrations, Suman took tge phone from Dabbu and like all others went to bed. She and Shravan both thought Dabbu night have cut the call but he hadn't.

A black sleek mercedes entered the premises of Tiwari killa. Shravan dressed in a grey button up shirt along with jet black jeans moved out of it along with Pushkar dressed in a casual blue shirt and jeans. The house was booming get with giggles and chatters of children. The delicious smells oozing from the kitchen and the people moving here and there serving and finishing last minute preps for the party.

"Nanu... Kya ho raha hai..." Suman asked in a mock threatening voice when she saw Nanu was trying to sneak sweets from the tray. He quickly withdrew his hands and Suman giggled as she pulled at a small pice from a sweet and put it into his mouth.

"Aaj khaa lijiye... par next week tak roz 10 minutes extra walk karke calories ko burn karna hoga... deal.." she put her hand forward. Nanu narrowed his eyes for a moment before he smiled and joined his palm with hers. Shravan was standing on the door witnessing the scene and Suman's loving nature towards Nanu managed to worm it's way to his heart. It was extremely sweet of her to take of her Nanu like he was a kid. That was the way Nanu caught him stating at Suman like a lovestruck puppy. She had been looking stunning in a lovely red karachi kurti with sequined black work and cap sleeves along with black tights. It had a deep back with black strings attached. A soft dupatta hung on her shoulder and her straight hair were done in sift curls for a change hanging down her back. God... can she look more beautiful... and desirable...

"Barkhurdaar andar bhi aaoge ya puri party vahi se enjoy karoge..." Nanu said forcing him to tear his his from her and look at Nanu with an embarrassed smile. Again he made a fool of himself in front of Nanu. Pushkar was already in and chatting with Dabbu and friends while he had been standing on the door.

"Us din toh game poora nhi ho paaya... waqt ki kami bhi thi aur dinner ka time ho gaya tha... par aaj party k baad game poora kiye bagair tumhe jaane nhi doonga main... " Nanu said gesturing towards the half played chess board sitting on the book shelf, in the same shape as he had left it the day before.

Suman looked at the door to find a devilishly handsome Shravan entering the party with a slight smile. She found it hard to look away from his lovely face. The attire was giving more sharpness to his chiseled body and making her heart sway. She smiled at him and went towards the kitchen. After greeting all, finally he went to her when he saw all were busy in their works. Suman was busy in arranging cold drinks for everybody. Her hair swept on one shoulder and her back towards him. The deep back revealing the beautiful white skin, as if inviting him to touch her.

"Preeta... zara yeh juice ke glasses bahar dekar aana.. aur us se pehle na mere dress ki knot tight kar de... pata nhi kyu lag raha hai jaise loose ho gyi hain..." Suman said absent minded as she poured drinks in the glasses. Shravan looked at the dress. The knot had indeed become little loose and hung from the hem of her dress. Shravan gulped as his hands itched to do the task she had asked him... or rather Preeta to do...

"What should I do?? Should I go and help her... or should I call someone..." were the questions running a marathon in Shravan's brain.

The knot of Suman's dress had loosened in a bow and moved as she struggled to use her hands to undo it so that Preeta comes and ties it for her. With no Preeta in sight, Shravan moved towards her as if in a trance, giving in the desire to caress her bare back. Shravan was right behind her, as Sumo still struggled to untie the knot, Shravan did that by a mere tug on the dori. Then he very softly caressed the exposed part of her back.. Feeling the touch he felt Suman freeze, sucking up her breath and gulping. She didn't move or resist his touch encouraging him to pull her back againt his hard chest. He looked at their reflection in the glass window of the kitchen, he could see Sumo looking at him through it. He could feel her face full of dazed expression, and her eyes, becoming heavy with passion spoke an unknown language. He could see crimson pass through her neck and shudder going through her body. Clearly taking this as a welcome sign, Shravan bent his head to let his lips meet the red on her neck. As his lips met the hot of her skin, he heard a moan escape though her, increasing his desire to turn her towards him and claim those luscious lips. As he turned her towards him he felt her stiffen and suddenly snap her fingers in front of his eyes.

"hello, kahan khoye hue ho aap, ek to vaise hi khambe ki tarah lambe ho, upar se yahan chaila babu ban ke kya dekh rahe ho, porta darwaza ghar le khade ho, ander jaana hai to ander jaao, bahar rehna hai to bahar raho... hato raasta do mujhe" Preeta blurted, pushing Shravan out of his dream. Shravan felt as if he has been sleeping and someone woke him up by throwing a bucket of ice cold water.

"Arey ab hato bhi, bahut kaam hai" Preeta barked still irritated

"Who main, actually... bas yahan.. aisi hi..." stammered Shravan

"Preeta, kya hua, kyon gussa ho rahi hai, and he is a guest, please take it easy," Suman came suddenly to Shravan's defence, while he gulped fresh air, trying to keep aside the thoughts he has no so long ago

" Bas sumo, pooch mat kya hua... muje bahut Gussa aa raha hai, theek hai, Dabbu ke birthday ke liye bas family aur friends, to use kyon bula liya" Preetha said irritated

"kise??? bula lia???? kya keh rahi hai tu?? theek se bata" said Sumo coming in between Shravan and Preeta, as if trying to shield Shravan from Preetha's wrath

Shravan stood their rooted at his spot, trying to figure out what this ladies were talking

"Arey wohi Sumo, jisne office ke chakkar kat kat ke teri aur hum sab ki naak mein dum kar diya hai, vohi jo tere peeche lattu ki tarah ghoomta hai, vohi indecent man, ullu da pattha, maa da laal, Satyarthi Verma" Preetha blabbered out in anger

Suman's expressions changed from shock to disgust on hearing this name, and this change in expression didn't go unnoticed by Shravan, and he didn't like the sudden turn in Suman's mood.

happy reading guys, until the next part... 😃

Edited by mizzundaztud - 9 years ago

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Regina

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Posted: 9 years ago

#67

updated till now, please join more

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.khaleesi.

@.khaleesi.

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+ 3

Posted: 9 years ago

#68

Oh no!!! I guess i missed Shailaja's part and hence my continuation is again not matching it... read it into the merged part... Nooo!!! 😭
Yeh kya ho gaya...
I guess I need to write something to be able to merge it with Shailaja's part...
I am extremely sorry guys 😭

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.khaleesi.

@.khaleesi.

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+ 3

Posted: 9 years ago

#69

[CONTD]

A black sleek mercedes entered the premises of Tiwari killa. Shravan dressed in a grey button up shirt along with jet black jeans moved out of it along with Pushkar dressed in a casual blue shirt and jeans. The house was booming get with giggles and chatters of children. The delicious smells oozing from the kitchen and the people moving here and there serving and finishing last minute preps for the party.

"Nanu... Kya ho raha hai..." Suman asked in a mock threatening voice when she saw Nanu was trying to sneak sweets from the tray. He quickly withdrew his hands and Suman giggled as she pulled at a small pice from a sweet and put it into his mouth.

"Aaj khaa lijiye... par next week tak roz 10 minutes extra walk karke calories ko burn karna hoga... deal.." she put her hand forward. Nanu narrowed his eyes for a moment before he smiled and joined his palm with hers. Shravan was standing on the door witnessing the scene and Suman's loving nature towards Nanu managed to worm it's way to his heart. It was extremely sweet of her to take of her Nanu like he was a kid. That was the way Nanu caught him stating at Suman like a lovestruck puppy. She had been looking stunning in a lovely red karachi kurti with sequined black work and cap sleeves along with black tights. It had a deep back with black strings attached. A soft dupatta hung on her shoulder and her straight hair were done in sift curls for a change hanging down her back. God... can she look more beautiful... and desirable...

"Barkhurdaar andar bhi aaoge ya puri party vahi se enjoy karoge..." Nanu said forcing him to tear his his from her and look at Nanu with an embarrassed smile. Again he made a fool of himself in front of Nanu. Pushkar was already in and chatting with Dabbu and friends while he had been standing on the door.

"Us din toh game poora nhi ho paaya... waqt ki kami bhi thi aur dinner ka time ho gaya tha... par aaj party k baad game poora kiye bagair tumhe jaane nhi doonga main... " Nanu said gesturing towards the half played chess board sitting on the book shelf, in the same shape as he had left it the day before.

Suman looked at the door to find a devilishly handsome Shravan entering the party with a slight smile. She found it hard to look away from his lovely face. The attire was giving more sharpness to his chiseled body and making her heart sway. She smiled at him and went towards the kitchen. After greeting all, finally he went to her when he saw all were busy in their works. Suman was busy in arranging cold drinks for everybody. Her hair swept on one shoulder and her back towards him. The deep back revealing the beautiful white skin, as if inviting him to touch her.

"Preeta... zara yeh juice ke glasses bahar dekar aana.. aur us se pehle na mere dress ki knot tight kar de... pata nhi kyu lag raha hai jaise loose ho gyi hain..." Suman said absent minded as she poured drinks in the glasses. Shravan looked at the dress. The knot had indeed become little loose and hung from the hem of her dress. Shravan gulped as his hands itched to do the task she had asked him... or rather Preeta to do...

"What should I do?? Should I go and help her... or should I call someone..." were the questions running a marathon in Shravan's brain.

So what's say guys 😛
Regina... plz edit it for me... again posting from phone... lappy not with me today... edit it for me...
Hope u all like it... tried to merge it... 😊
Waiting for the lovely feedback and "supposedly and expected HOT continuations..." 😉 😳

Edited by Amreen... - 9 years ago

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Regina

@mizzundaztud

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Posted: 9 years ago

#70

Originally posted by: Amreen...
Oh no!!! I guess i missed Shailaja's part and hence my continuation is again not matching it... read it into the merged part... Nooo!!! 😭
Yeh kya ho gaya...
I guess I need to write something to be able to merge it with Shailaja's part...
I am extremely sorry guys 😭

Know what??/I haven't read it yet, my bad.. Write if u want to, but only if it's not matching... Otherwise it's ok