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Jugnoo (2^nd part, end)

Quickly shaking off my confusion at her sudden movement, I grab a hold of her pallu before she can run away from me and this conversation. I can't not after what she had just said. No other questions in my mind, only the need for her closeness resided with me. Tugging the cloth in my hand I halt her in her tracks and watch as she stands there, without turning back and looking at me. With only the sounds of our labored breaths mingling with the sounds of the night, I stand from my kneeling position on the chair and walk towards her, her body tensing more by the moment as if she can sense my presence. As I close in on her, her right arm closes around her chest and her hand holds onto to her shoulder from where her pallu was pinned. Her other arm finds rest across her waist, holding onto the wet skin there.

As I feel the tug on my sari, I hold still, unable to move. He was holding me back, and in this circumstance I could not doubt that his hold was deliberate. Nor can I discount the flushing of my skin. I fell his gaze upon me. Suddenly aware that my sari was wet and clinging to me, I wrap my arms around my self, feeling even more shy now with the increasing heat of his approach. It's as if each of his step echoed in my soul, increasing my need of breath and making the ends of my nerves even more sensitive.

tu hai bhatakta jugnu koi

main toh andhere ki hu pari

ho tu hai awara toofan koi

main udta hua tinka sahi

aaj apna milan ho gaya

(kis khwab ne chup chap se mera badan chu liya) - 2

tu hai bhatakta jugnu koi

main toh andhere ki hu pari

Slowly I come to a stand, so close to her. Almost touching. I slowly raise my hand that is holding her sari and wrap it around her shoulder. Without letting go, I wrap the saree around her, allowing her hand to hold it tight, so that it coverd her. As I move closer to cover her, she turns her head to the side, almost back so that her hair is touching my chest. Letting go of my hold of her saree, I let my hand numbly fall to my side. With both of us unsure as to our next action, we simply stand there and rest in the moment, in each other presence.

The energy between us thrummed, as it always did when we were close together. Moving my head to the side, I close my eyes tightly. So glad I am for his consideration, that he was not touching me now. The heat and feelings between us alone were enough to make me so flustered, I don't know what his touch would do to it. I stand as I am, sharing our breath with eyes closed tight and arms hugging myself, I cannot turn around and look into his eyes. If his eyes speak, I don't think I could keep mine from answering back. I cannot allow that. "Babaji, mein kya karu". Slowly as time passes, my nerves still sensitive, are jolted by the feel of his hands ghosting, running our my arms from my elbow to my hands, and finally placing them over my hands. Fighting the urge to turn around and look at him, ask him what he is doing, I stand there and finally unable to help myself move a half-step back so that I am resting lightly on his chest.

Unable to take this stillness longer, and rapidly loosing the fight with myself to not touch her, I gently ghost my hands over her arms and lightly place them on top of hers. I cannot continue this embrace without her consent, knowing that should I continue she would most likely run away again, I wait. For torturous moments there is no movement from her, and so, feeling foolish at initiating this, I make my mind to move back from her. To my delight and pleasure, before I move back, she steps back into my embrace and wordlessly gives me her permission. Wasting no time, I tighten my arms around her and embrace her strongly against me, letting our heat warm us.

baahon mein leke mujhko sikha de

sang mein tere naach lu

sab darr mere aaj bhula de

indra dhanush chu lu

jaise koi mor hai naache

pehli baharon mein

main ek panchi sehma sehma

pehli udaan bhare

tune mujhe udna sikhla diya

kaisa hasin yeh jadoo kiya

(kis khwab ne chup chap se

mera badan chu liya) - 2

The feeling is always the same when I am in his arms, even when I had not know him, his embrace had the power to make me feel protected. Today, knowing him, I felt that more than ever, even though now our embrace had so many other overtones to it. Overtones of our feelings, one that we had shared with each other and specially the ones that we had not shared yet. Now though, more than anything his embrace felt like home. That's what my soul and heart echo when I feel his arms tighten around me, Home. No one, not even That man had made her feel like this. I am standing on the edge and I am unable to pull back, not wanting to pull back, even though I don't even know what it is that awaits me, I don't care as long as he is there.

Feeling fully assured, now with her in my arms, where she belonged. I hold on. I had to see her eyes, see what she was not telling me. I knew her words from moments ago would not continue, but her eyes, they would tell me. Slowly, lossing my holding slightly, I turn her around, awaiting the sensation of seeing her amber eyes. As she turns, I see the fact that her eyes are closed, clenched tightly, as if she would not open them for any reason.

hmmmm tu hai bhatakta jugnu koi

main toh andhere ki hu pari

tu hai awara toofan koi

main udta hua tinka sahi

aaj apna milan ho gaya

(kis khwab ne chup chap se

mera badan chu liya) - 2

tu hai bhatakta jugnu koi

main toh andhere ki hu pari

I feel him loosen his hold on me, only to turn me around and once again wind his arms around my waist. "Ankhe mat kohlna" my mind filled with the litany to not open my eyes, my-self engages in the hardest fight to not open them and look into his eyes, as I desperately wanted to. I feel his warm hand, gently place on my cheek. Feeling his skin on me, I tremble again, and with unconscious surrender rub my cheek again his hand.

As she reacts so fondly to my touch, I am unable to hold back my smile. Feeling more bold, I gently move my thumb resting next to her trembling lips, and slowly touch it to her bottom lip. As I rub the slightly quivering lip, I feel her tense and withdraw from me suddenly, jerking her eyes open.

On opening my eyes, I am greeted to the a site that I had never thought possible, there he stood with the gentlest smile on his, a smile that touched his eyes and one with an edge of mischief to it. Unable to help myself, I take my hand and touch it to my lips, the same place where he had touched. With his eyes following my every movement, I am again lost in the look I see there. I place my hand on his arm in support, felling faint.

Seeing the look in her eyes and the dazed movements of her hand, I widen my smile. It seems I had finally found a way to stop her chatter. Feeling her place a hand on my arm, I forget all other rational though and pull her close again, hugging her. I feel her arms go around me and I am lost. I don't know for how many moments we are lost in our own world, but it shatters in an instant when I hear Daadimaa's voice.

Lost in his arms, I make no attempt at any rational though, even as to why I was participating in this action. Suddenly, the moment is broken and I hastily pull back from his embrace and move back a few feet. The reason for our waking from that moment, comes again. The voice of Daadimaa, sounding so close.

"Geet beta, beta, aap kahan hai. Yeh ladki bhi na, bina bataye kahan chali gayi, ushe to ghar ka sara rasta bhi nahi pata abhi"

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😊 comments appreciated and welcome.

Loved the way u write both their feelings so well

pls continue soon

you really are an angel of Maaneet proportions!! that was soooooooo lovely to read .. it flowed really well even though it was from both their perspectives ...

just hoped they had managed to steal a quick kiss before dadima interupted them .. but ...

thanks again ..

Uzma xx