SR FF Love Happens Part 17 Page 49 - Cmpltd - Page 33

Riddhima : Sid, pehle humme ghar jaana chahiye..

Sid : Kyun?

Riddhima : Mujhe change karna hai..

Sid : You look beautiful just the way you are Riddhima.

He said that looking at her and placing his hand on her hands, which she had on her lap. Riddhima blushed and looked away.

Riddhima : Waise hum jaa kahan rahe hain?

Sid : Surprise.

They drove to Gateway of India.

Riddhima : Sid, hum yahan kya kar rahe hain?

Sid : Yaad hai tumne mujhe ek baar likha tha ki you've always wanted to run between the pigeons that gather here and watch them fly but were too embarrassed to do so?

Riddhima nodded hesitantly.

Sid : Today is your day darling..

Riddhima stared at him incredulously.

Riddhima : No Sid.. I.. I .. can't.. I mean.. those were the silly musings of a teenager.. I can't.. No..

Sid took Riddhima's hands in his.

Sid : Riddhima I want to make every single wish, every single dream of yours come true.. Even if you think its just a silly musing.. Because your happiness is my life.. I know you try hard not to let others know you have a silly, crazy romantic side, but you don't have to hide from me.. Please, follow your dream Riddhima.. Make your wish come true.. For me.. Please?

Riddhima looked at him and smiled. She loved him so much. He was just the best. He remembered every single thing she'd ever written to him and he wanted to make her every wish come true. She felt so light, so loved that she did not think of anything else. She walked towards where the pigeons were gathered and then ran into their midst like she'd always wanted to. The pigeons immediately took flight and Riddhima stood in their midst, twirling and laughing away in delight. For a few moments, she felt that she could fly too.

Sid watched as the girlish smile erupted on Riddhima's face. He rested his head on a nearby lamp-post and folded his hands across his chest as Riddhima continued to enjoy the moment with child like delight. The smile on her face made his day. He could watch her like this all his life. And to think he'd almost lost her. He shook himself out of the thought and walked towards her. All the pigeons had flown away and now Riddhima too had turned to walk back. They met each other half way.

Riddhima : That was so awesome Sid!!

Sid smiled at her.

Sid : Ab chalein?

Riddhima : Ab kahan?

Sid : Phir se surprise..

He took her to eat chaat. Riddhima loved chaat like anything and Sid knew it and pani puri was her favourite. As she relished one pani puri after the other, Sid watched on. He refused to eat it because he was used to the not-too-spicy pani puri that you got in the US but not this authentic theeki pani puri that Riddhima had ordered. But Riddhima was not about to let him go. Sid was lost in watching Riddhima when all of a sudden Riddhima said.

Riddhima (excitedly) : Sid!!!

Sid : Kya!!

As soon as his mouth opened, Riddhima stuffed a pani puri into it.

Sid : Riddhima (in between munching on his pani puri) Kya kar rahi ho.. Ufffff.. bahut theekha hai..

Riddhima laughed away as Sid's eyes started to water and nose turned red. They ordered dahi papadi for him to counter the spicyness of the pani puri.

Then they went to the beach and sat there looking at the sunset. It was a beautiful vision and Sid and Riddhima fell silent watching the sun melt in the waters.

Sid : Its so beautiful na?

Riddhima : Hmmmmm..

Sid : Ek baath kahoon..

Riddhima : Hmmm..

Sid : Agar main tumhe kho dethe.. I wouldn't have been able to live..

Riddhima turned towards him. The last rays of the setting sun caught the moistness of his eyes. Riddhima wanted to kiss away the tears from his eyes. Instead, she snuggled closed to him and linked her arms in his.

Riddhima : Agar tum mujhe nahi milthe.. I wouldn't have known what life was..

Sid placed a quick kiss on her forehead. They sat there for a few minutes looking out the hues of colours the setting sun splashed on the sky till they all dripped into the waters and were replaced by the dark night sky, twinkling stars and a sliver of a moon.

Sid : Chalein?

Riddhima : Ab kahan?

Sid : Phir se surprise..

Riddhima : Aur bhi surprises baaki hain?

Sid : Hmmm..

He took her to dinner in none other then the Taj. Riddhima felt grossly out of place but Sid's reassuring grip on her arm relaxed her and each time Sid would look at her, he made her feel like the most beautiful girl on earth. They had a candlelit dinner table on the rooftop reserved for them. Riddhima sat down nervously as Sid pulled out the chair for her. The waiter took their orders and left. Soft music wafted in and they enjoyed a fantastic meal in great ambience. However, each time their eyes would meet across the table, the world around them would just simply vanish. Sid never took his eyes off her and Riddhima felt she was the luckiest girl ever for her dreams had come so beautifully true. They finished dinner in silence. They did not speak anything but yet they were speaking to each other. All they had to do was look at each other and their eyes would speak ' of the love they felt for each other; it wasn't just love, it was something way beyond that ' something more undescribably beautiful than love. When the souls are connected, you don't really need words to convey your emotions.

They had finished dinner and were driving home when Sid suddenly stopped the car.

Riddhima : Kya hua?

Sid does aankhon se ishara and asks her to look outside. They were parked near an ice cream vendor. It was the same ice cream vendor Shilpa and Riddhima had bought ice cream from the night Sid and Riddhima had almost met. Riddhima turned to look at Sid and smiled. It had been Sid after all, she thought and when she smiled, Sid knew that it had been Riddhima that night who'd captured his attention.

Sid : Ice cream?

Riddhima smiles and nods at him.

Sid : Ek minute, main abhi laya..

He goes over to the ice cream vendor, gets 2 ice creams and brings them back to the car. They both sit in the car enjoying their ice creams. Sid finishes his ice cream but there is some left on the corner of his lips.

Riddhima : Sid..

Sid : Hmmm?

She reaches over and wipes off the ice cream with her finger from the corner of his mouth. Immediately, the friendly, casual atmosphere between them gets charged up. Riddhima looks away blushing. Sid keeps looking at her.

Sid : Riddhima..

Riddhima looks at him.

Sid : Tumhare hont pe bhi.. you know.. ice cream..

Riddhima wipes her lips but there is nothing.

Riddhima : Gaya?

Sid : Nahi..

She tries again and looks at Sid.

Sid : Nah.. Main kar doon?

Riddhima nods shyly but instead of reaching out and wiping it off with his finger, Sid moves really close to her till their lips were almost touching. Riddhima (breathlessly) : Sid.. yeh tum..

Sid (in a super husky sexy voice) : Tumhe patha hai na Riddhima, mujhe ice cream kithna pasand.. Kaafi tempting cheez hai.. aur wo bhi if they are on your lips tho.. waste tho bilkul nahi karna chahiye na?

Before she could even let out a breath, Sid's lips touched hers and then there was no need for her to breath.. Sid was her love, her life, her air and his kiss was what made her feel alive. There was nothing else she had the need for, except for him. Just as she was about to melt in his arms, a loud clap of thunder frightened her and she hugged him tight. A few seconds later, it started to rain. Riddhima looked up from where she had been hiding her face in Sid's shirt and saw the amused smile on his face.

Sid : Tumhe bijli kadakne ki awaz se darr lagtha hai?

Riddhima (straightening up) : Nahi tho.. In fact..

She opened her door and stepped out.

Riddhima (her arms outstretched, soaking in the rain and twirling) : I love the rain!!!!

Sid got out from the car too and went to stand behind Riddhima. Both of them stood there soaking in the rain for a few minutes. Riddhima rushed ahead and splashed her feet in a puddle of water. It was as if history was repeating itself. It was the same street. Riddhima was in her blue churidar again. It was raining and she was dancing away in the rain; the occasional streaks of lightning illuminating her and Sid watching her. It was the exact same situation and yet it was different. This time round, they weren't strangers, they were lovers, they were husband and wife. That day he'd had an inexplicable urge to walk up to her, hold her face in his hands, tuck the wet locks of hair away form her face and gaze into her eyes, but he couldn't. Today he could. So he walked up to her dancing frame, pulled her to him by her waist. The abruptness of his action sent Riddhima crashing into his chest. She slowly raised her head and looked at him. Her heart was pounding away heavily and again she did not know if it was from the dancing or from the way he was looking at her. Sid gently tucked the wet locks away from her face and looked into her eyes intently. They stood like that for long moments, not speaking, just looking at each other ' a destiny orchestered picture perfect moment. The tall, handsome Siddhant Modi and the petite, ravishingly beautiful Riddhima Modi ' a match made in heaven ' in the middle of a deserted street, on a rainy night, even the lightning paling in comparison to the sparks that rose from them.

Ever so gently, Sid let go of her and went down on a knee and stretched out his hand.

Sid : Mrs. Riddhima Siddhant Modi, may I have the pleasure of dancing with you?

Riddhima smiled and placed her hand in his and he got up and immediately pulled her to him. (The song in the background is Kuch Kuch Hota Hai instrumental and they are dancing pretty much the same way SRK and Kajol did in the song.) As their dance comes to an end, the rain stops too. Riddhima was in Sid's arm and lost in his eyes.

Sid : Riddhima.. Agar tum mujhe aise hi dekhthi rahi tho mushkil ho jaayegi..

Riddhima breaks out of her trance.

Riddhima : Huh?

Sid : You know na India mein kissing in public is not allowed?

Riddhima blushes and looks away. She breaks free of his embrace and straightens up. They go back into the car and drive home.

Later, at the Modi house, Riddhima walks out of the bathroom after having dried herself and changed into a nightgown. Sid was standing there with a towel in hand. When Riddhima walks out of the bathroom, her damp hair clinging to her face, Sid finds her irresistible and that reflects in the intensity of his gaze. Riddhima started to feel nervous and looks away. Sid walks up to her even as Riddhima stands there fidgeting with the towel in her hand. He stands right in front of her and gently places his finger under her chin to raise her face so she would meet his gaze. He bends lower and Riddhima automatically tilts her face anticipating his kiss. However, at the very last second, he pulls away and shakes his head vigorously. The water from his hair fell onto Riddhima's face.

Riddhima (shocked) : Sid!!!! Yeh.. kya.. kar.. rahe.. ho.. hato..

She pushes him away.

Riddhima : Sid.. I just dried myself.. Tum bhi na..

She raises the towel to her face to wipe off the water he'd sprayed onto her but Sid stops her.

Sid : I have a better idea..

Riddhima looks at him puzzled. He pulls her closer to him by her waist and slowly kisses off every single drop of water on her face starting from her forehead down to her chin and then her lips. He placed feather light kisses on her lips and Riddhima felt shivers of sensation surge through her entire being. Without warning, he lifted her into his arms and carried her over to the bed. He placed her ever so gently on the bed and then started to kiss off the water droplets from her neck. Riddhima's hands found their way into his hair and held him closer and tighter as Sid buried himself in the fragrant locks of her hair and nuzzled her neck. The gentle breeze from the window carried in the scent of the sky melting in the arms of the earth just as Sid lost himself in Riddhima's arms.

heyyyyy neet