SanDhir SS: WTSGB! *SS Of The Week :')* Chapter 5 & Prologue - Page 37

Originally posted by: Shiya1206

Ahh... The pirate touch... Aye! That be true...

Brilliant parts!! Life changing.. For those two souls...
Continue soon..
Thanks for the pm!!

Originally posted by: SweetSassy

Hey My Eloquence Queen!😳

Sowwly, I am commenting very late nah, but I was kind of busy! Sowwly again *pouts* Hey Sanju! You have to stop apologizing so much!!

Those lines by Elizabeth were indeed True! Aren't they? I love that quote! :")

3rd Chapter, WOW, it was again a treat to read!

This Chapter was beautifully penned down!😳

The way their life changed by just one mere meeting was amusing to read Aru!

They were leading a baffled life, but all of a sudden everything changed! This thought of your Aru made the Chapter amazing!👍🏼 Thenkoo SO much! :*

SO, finally Randhir left the Escort job! I was relieved!xD! He even started a new business! :)

And the reason behind all this was Sanyukta, and she even didn't knew this!!!

Sanyukta ki life bhi same nahi rahi, she finally comprehend the importance of her life!!!

And now she is finding him!!!That's actually interesting!

Following lines were fascinating:

She was responsible for turning his life around in a manner such as this without even knowing it herself. And he had always been grateful for the ray of sunlight that had been sent into his perpetually frosty life.

He was that bolt of electricity that set her straight.

Aru, this Chapter Dazzled me!

But I have one complain against this Chapter, it was very Chhotu!!!Next time bada likhna! Yes, this next update is very, very long! :D

You wove words very beautifully, you are my sweet bonny! :-* :-* :-* REALLY? Yeh le chumme! :* :* :*

Please update soon,ho sake toh aaj! *puppy face* Update in a while! Promise! :*

Because after today onward, I won't be active, so if you can!!! Itne kya busy ho aap? xD

Please Update Soon!!!

With Tanks Of love❤️ With gallons of love,

Sanju😳 Arushi :*

Chapter 4: Dreams In Prussian Blue

"And when the daylight comes, I'll have to go. But tonight I'm going to hold you so close. Because in the daylight, we'll be on our own. But tonight I need to hold you so close."

- Daylight, Maroon 5

"She said she was from the police?"

"Yes. In lucid words."

"That means the entire agency is at risk for carrying on illegal activities."

"Bravo to you for stating the obvious."

"Shut up, Aryan. If she wants me then she will have me for only this one time. Call her and tell her I will come. I can't put the entire agency at risk because of a policewoman's interest in me."

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Text message from Aryan (+919874549231)

21^st August, 2027. 8.15 pm.

Place: Room 1017, Hotel Intercontinental The Grand, Marine Lines, Mumbai.

Date: 22^nd August

Time: 8 pm

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On the 22^nd, Randhir reached the hotel at 7.50 pm. He asked the receptionist for the way to Room 1017 and was guided accordingly. He reached the room and stood in front of the door to gather his thoughts. For the first time in four years, he was to meet a woman who wasn't from his family. Who wasn't Sanyukta. To be true, he didn't think it would be Sanyukta because she wouldn't contact him in this way. He imagined that they would meet in a more overt manner and not in clandestine hotel rooms. If not in the park, then at the cinema. But of meeting her he was sure.

To say that he had not wondered about the identity of this mystery woman would be a lie because he had gone over a list of all his former clients and tried to make a connection between them and the police but he had no luck in doing so. He went over his head trying to gauge her identity in order to prepare himself to meet her, but his mind was a blank slate at the moment. Numerous questions were walking around in circles in his head. What does a cop want with him? Why was the police contacting him years after he had stopped being an escort?

The only way to obtain answers was to walk through that door, he decided. He took one long breath and pressed the doorbell. A minute after he had rung the bell, it swung open and there was nobody behind the door.

What is it with the doors of these high-tech hotels? How do they open on their own?

Thinking so, he stepped inside, eyes still on the door. He sometimes forgot that he was living in the year 2027 in which technology had a life of its own. He felt the soft carpet under his feet and the aroma of lavender in the air. He saw a silhouette at the far end of the room. It was a woman dressed in what seemed to be corporate attire. He gleaned that she was dressed in a white shirt and grey trousers from the dim light filtering in through the window.

"I have a switch here that opens the door," she said, out of the blue. Randhir jumped up at the reply to his unasked question. He smiled to himself as he recognized the voice. It was her. Sanyukta. But her voice was thinner, more delicate.

"As if being an engineer wasn't enough, why did you have to act as a cop to meet me?" he asked, grinning.

"There was no other way I could contact you and be certain of a meeting."

He joyfully rushed forward to meet with a face that was a mere shadow of the woman he had met only once before but had thought of everyday hence. Her eyes had sunk into their sockets and her lips had thinned. She looked like a living corpse.

He embraced her in a hug to make sure it was she and not a ghost. She didn't fit so well into his arms as she had when they met for the first time. Being thirty-five had taken its toll on her. But when she smiled at him, he knew it was she. For watching her smile made him smile and be teary-eyed at the same time.

The stars were shining through the open French windows and the salty sea air was ruffling their hair. He was dressed in an indigo blue t-shirt, much like the color of the sky that night. She broke the hug to take in the humongous reality that this was. Meeting one's life savior after fifteen years.

She felt his face under her fingers as if to memorize each pore of his being and imprint it on the core of her brain. His soft hair first; then his forehead made taut by innumerable years of hard labor; then his closed eyes, as shapely as almonds; then his long, big nose that wrinkled slightly each time he smiled; then his feathery cheeks that she had a sudden urge to pull but didn't and finally his lips. How strongly she had wanted to kiss them since the day she had met him.

She moved to his chin and neck, then rested her palms on his chest. She placed her head on his heart, listening to it beat. The rhythmic beating rang in her ears and reminded her why she was alive. She had pulled through innumerable days of office for this moment. To listen to his heart beat. She was so impatient when she had met him to cut all ties with him and tell him that he must not leave his heart with her and that she wouldn't be able to take care of it well enough. She thought he would be burdened with taking care of her and that she would become a potato. She didn't want to cause even more trouble in his already turbulent life. It took her fifteen long years to strengthen herself and pick up the phone to call him. In this moment, that moment was forgotten.

Listening to his heart beat reminded her that she was alive and had to give love and life a chance. If not for herself, then for him.

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Randhir followed her fingers as they traced the outlines of his visage, with his eyes. Her fingers lingered when they reached his lips before they moved on to his chin and neck. When they rested on his chest, she placed her head on his chest and lay there. She was still for so long that he thought she had fallen asleep. He caressed her head for what seemed like hours. His feet ached because he had been standing for so long, but he wasn't one to complain. When he stopped caressing her head to carry her to the bed, she looked up at him accusingly as if to ask him why he stopped caressing it. He smiled and took her face in his hands.

He tilted it as he bent over to meet her lips. He felt them curve into a smile just like his own. Their lips met as the moon was looking over the two lovers. All the love, warmth and besottedness they felt were poured into the kiss. It was serene, yet restless; fervent, yet soft; sated, yet hungry. Her hands moved from his chest to his back and under his t-shirt. She began to tug at it upwards and pulled it off his form. He continued to kiss her while her legs wrapped around his waist and he carried her to the bed. He laid her on the bed as she wrapped her hands around his back.

She took to his exquisitely long neck as he undid her shirt and trousers. Soon, they were bereft of any form of clothing and under the sheets, making love to each other. There was a sense of need and love, desire and care in their beings.

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She lay in his arms, head against his chest. The warmth that place offered was incomparable to any other. Sleep wouldn't come to them that night. Randhir tenderly whispered a question into Sanyukta's ears.

"What happened to the Sanyukta I knew 15 years ago?"

"She got lost in the business web when she was still young. She never came back because there was nobody like you to rescue her from the entanglements of that web."

"But that is no excuse to become a ghost. There was no way for me to come to you."

"I wasn't looking for an excuse. I didn't take care of myself and let the world get to me. I didn't want you to see me in that state. But I did believe that we would meet again in more hopeful circumstances, when I was stronger. Even if it meant that I would have to pretend to be a cop to get to meet you," she chuckled.

"And see where we are now," he said as he kissed her forehead.

"Why did you become an escort, Randhir? Was it only for the money?"

Randhir knew there was no correct answer to that question, so he gave her the entire truth.

"In the beginning, it was for the money but later I realized I was finding answers too, just like you."

"Answers to what questions?"

"What joy did my uncle find when he overpowered me when I was a mere child? I tried and tried but never found the answer. I left the job right after the day I met you."

"Your uncle? Incest? I knew you didn't have an easy life but I didn't imagine it would have been that difficult!" she cried. There aren't many words to say after a truth like that is told. She hugged him tighter as he took comfort in her embrace.

"Its okay," he said. "I have put it behind me now."

She hauled herself upwards to meet his eyes and came level with his head. She cried tears of disbelief as he wiped them off. She collected herself and soothed and comforted him, as one would a petrified child. Slowly, he fell asleep as she watched him give in to her rhythmic stroking of his head.

Always,

Arushi

PS. I hope this update was long enough! *wink wink*

Originally posted by: ARandKJFan

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Ananya! So fast you are! Shit, I just got a mental image of Alia Bhatt in 2 States because of your name xD

Sorry for not commenting on Part 3. 😆 Just know, I loved it. <3

Chapter 4 ^______________^ Ahahahaa! Yes, I do know :*

I loved this chapter. <3 The description is so precise about their interaction, bringing in the age factor. Technology has been taken care of as well.

Seriously, how much time do you take for planning your updates Aru? :O

Ahahahaaha! You probably won't believe me but these things just pop into my head! There isn't any real planning!

But I love how you brought in the prologue.

Secrets revealed finally. 😆

One thing I loved the most in this chapter is how they were in each others' arms. It's pretty much perfect. The legs aching was the touch to it which I loved the most, but then, I am weird. 😆 Naw, you are not! Remember that scene from Jab We Met in which Kareena hugs Shahid too quickly and he has to use the table for support? That scene is etched in my mind and was the inspiration behind this one! :")

Daylight is one of my favorites from Maroon 5. <3 I used to sing the song all day in school because I loved it so much. Adam Levine. I love YOU for using this song. What better start than a favorite song? ^_^ I LOVE THE SONG TOO!!!!! :") I love all of Adam Levine and Maroon 5! And she will be loved!

Finally, I don't want the story to end but then, it has to. :| Thank you for giving us this story (though there's one more chapter left). This is probably my favorite SHQ story till date. :* AHH, you beauty. :') WHAAAT? For what exactly are you flattering me, Anu? xD

Loads of love, More love,

Ananya Aru