Aaj jaane ki zid na karo
Yoonhi pahlu mein baithe raho
Yoonhi pahlu mein baithe raho
Aaj jaane ki zidd na karo
Haaye mar jaaen ge ham to lut jaaen ge
Aisi baaten kiya naa karo
Aaj jane ki zid naa karo
She was combing her long silky hairs lost in the tune her husband was busy listening on radio...she could see him from the mirror...moving his legs slowly while resting on the bed...
It was a part of their random routine...him returning from work every Saturday evening then both having dinner... and retiring to bed...from last one year she has been married to this man whom she not only loves but respects...it was an arranged marriage but they knew eachother being family friends...
A-ridhimaa...balm laana...
She tied her hair in a bun and found the balm...He was having a headache...this week was stressful for him...workload was extra plus being a neurosurgeon he already had a tight schedule for surgeries and had to give alot of time to patients...on top of that this new project which took in hands a month ago had taken alot of his time...he has to visit this village where he is helping in setting up a clinic for people there...he returns to home evry saturday then gets busy with his patients in hospital where he works on saturday and sunday and then leaves for the village again on monday morning...
R-itna kaam...upar se extra bhaagdaur..kya zarurat thi apko Deepak uncle ko haa bolne ki..woh manage kar lete na...
She was applying the balm slowly soothing his pain...he felt much better with her massage...
A-kisiki madad karna achi baat hoti hai na ridhima...aur phir woh to acha kaam kar rahe hai..clinic banwa rahe hai apne khudka...aise mein agar main help na karu to kya sochenge...gaon ki bhalai ke liye kar rahe hai woh...
R-hmm...har kisika bhala soch lije bas...ek ghar ka nahi...
She was done with the massage and turned around to leave when felt a tug at her dupatta...he was holding it...she wasnt angry with him...just like any other wife she has her part of complaints for him...not that she minds him busy with his work as being a doctor he was always a busy person...so she was fine with getting not much time from his schedule...
A-naraaz ho?
She answered by shaking her head in no...he knew she is not angry but...sad...that he is not spending much time with her...life of a doctor...thats how it is...
A-yahan ao...
R-nahi woh...gas pe doodh rakha hua hai...
A-mujhe doodh nahi peena...
R-apke liye thori hai..woh...paas ke ghar ki billi ati hai na iss waqt to...
His wife and her antics...
She bit her lips cursing her blabber mouth...now he would end up fuming at her for sure...he hates cats...he says even dogs r better than cats...
R-aaa woh..nai...
A-haa haa thik hai...kuch nahi bolta main...jao pilaa do doodh usey...karna kya hai mera khaa kar mera hee nuksaan karegi...khisyani billi
He got busy on a phone call when she did her part of job and now it was time to sleep...She was wearing a loose kurti and pajama along with dupatta...He washed his face and closed the door...he was in his comfy white kurta pajama...
R-aapne phirse paani pakra...already sardi lagi hui hai na...
A-jiii doctor ridhima jii...sorry galti ho gayi
R-bas smazaak kr lein...
A-ohoo...itna gussa aney laga hai ajkal tumhe...meditation wagera kar lo...
ridhimaaa?ridhimaaa
R-so jayen...neend arahi hai mujhe
He knew she was upset with him...why wont she...as a wife she always supported him encouraged his work...never had time issues but now it was getting too much...he hardly gets to sit with her and the little time he gets he feels horribly tired and retires to bed...been long he had her in his arms or spared few words to her...
She wasnt a girl who would get angry or nag for small things...infact she was an understanding and sensible girl...he has to make it up to her..make her take it out...her feelings...he knew she wont speak for herself what she was going through...He switched off his side of lamp while hers was still on...he knew she was scared of darkness so deliberately he planned something...
Few minutes later the whole room was engulfed in darkness and the first thing she did was...call out his name...
R-armaan...yehhh andhera kaise ho gaya achanak se...
A-hmm...light gayi hogi ridhima...
R-lllight...
He could imagine her expressions being the bundle of cuteness his wife is...his cough made her jump at her side and within no time she was in his arms...resting her head on his chest...finally his plan was successful...
A-ahemm...ridhima..kya hua
R-yeh light kyun gayi...
A-jati hai...normal hai na...chalo so jao tum to bohot thaki hui thi na...
He was patting her head slowly...it was dark but not that much...he could see her face glowing in dark...
R-naii woh...to maine gusse mein apko bol diya tha...mujhe nahi sona ab
A-hmmm...dekha gussa aya na tumhe...
R-armaan
A-hmm...
R-apko neend arahi hai??
A-mmm nahi to...jab baahon mein itni sundar biwi ho to kaun kambakht sone ki gustakhi karega...
R-aap bhi na...
He made her face him and the moment his eyes met her sparkling ones he was all hers...she had both innocence and beauty...he considers himself lucky that he got her as his wife...she always supported him unconditionally...as a wife... friend and amazing life partner...
She shied away as he tried to kiss her...still she shivers at his touch...he placed a light kiss on her forehead...which she accepted with closed eyes...then he unclipped her hair which was tied in a bun.. now they were open thats how he liked...
Tum hi socho zara kyoon naa roke tumhe
Jaan jaati hai jab utth ke jaate ho tum
Jaan jaati hai jab utth ke jaate ho tum
Tum ko apni qasam jaane jaan
Baat itni meri maan lo
Aaj jaane ki zid na karo
He was busy in her hair...lost or tangled...kissing her with love...passion...the wait..it seemed...he made her wait and things kept him waiting...her soul nerves every vein felt a desire...getting loved by him...as if her whole body was aching for him...
A sigh escaped her mouth he kissed her bare skin...twice...his face was absorbed on her neck now when he felt something wet on his check...h frowned his brows and looked at her face...she opened her eyes having that calm look on her face...
A-tumhari aankhon mein ansoon le aya main...bohot sataya hai na maine tumhe...ridhima iam sor..
She shushed her by her hand on his lips which he kissed lovingly...
R-mujhe aapse koi shikaayat nahi hai armaan...bass shikaayat hai to waqt se..jo intezaar ko humare beech le ata hai...
A-to aaj har intezaar aur duri ko mitaaney ka wada karta hu main...I promise...do you trust me??
He need not to think twice before covering her body with his and accepting the unspoken command his wife was giving him...to make love to her...to take away all her pain...which the wait made her go through...
Waqt ki qaid mein zindagi hai magar
Chand ghadiyan yahi hai jo azaad hai
Chand ghadiyan yahi hai jo azaad hai
Inko kho kar meri jaane jaan aa
Umr bhar na taraste raho
Aaj jane ki zidd naa karo
She clutched the sheet tightly as he loved her like never before...unleashing every barrier between them their bodies and souls...making her completely his...her hands careessed his bare back which ignited the fire inside him...the sound of her bangles was as sweet as the words escaping form her mouth...everytime he hears his name from her...his passion and desire reaches the peak...
It was the aftermath which left both of them drained yet awake to spend some time in eachothers arms...he was busy kissing her forehead face hair...if she only knew what obsession he had with her hair...he hates when she ties them in bun...like everytime she does that he throws the clip away giving her a warning...
R-armaan...
A-hmm...
R-aap naraaz nahi ho na mujhse??
A-kyun?
He was facing her now leaning on her...
R-wohh...maine kuch zyada hee suna diya tha aaj...dinner pe...
A-hmm...per sach kaha tha na..main bilkul time nahi de pata hu tumhe...iam sorry...ridhima jabse yeh project shuru hua hai maine tumpe dhyan dena hee chor diya...ghar ki saari zimedaari tum sambhalti ho aur mujhe bhi...2 min tak nahi de pata tumhe...
R-nai armaan...galti meri hai...mujhe samajhna chaiye na...aap doctor ho...busy to honge hee...phir thakey huey thay aur maine kitna kuch suna diya...
He held her chin up placing a kiss on her nose...then joined their foreheads...closing his eyes...little did he knw how ignorant he had become towards her...since the time he got busy with hospital work every day he has to travel long distance then get back to hospital here and then he gets busy with his patients and surgeries...he hardly gave time to her...he should have given it a thought...he has to manage time for her...
A-tum meri zindagi ka sabsey khoobsurat khwab ho ridhima...jo haqeeqat ban paya hai...
R-armaan...
A-iam sorry...I promise..chaahe kitna bhi busy ho jaun per...tumhare liye waqt kabhi kum nahi parega...
R-I love you armaan...
A-I love you too...
They sealed the confession and promise with a kiss and spent the whole night catching up with eachother what she missed telling him...how she missed being in his arms...embrace...and messing around armaan not leaving any chance to make her blush...finding ways to steal kisses from her...
R-mhh armaan...apki daari..chubti hai
He smiled at the cute complaint of his wife...but kept doing that more as it annoyed her...
R-ahaa...
A-ouww...
He was taken a back with what she did to him...she pinched him on his arm...did she?for real...god..this little wife of his was a monster now...
She laughed at him wrapping the blanket properly around her...it was definitely time to payback...he started tickling her hard leaving her no space to escape...finally catching her breathe she found herself in his strong hold again...as he captured her lips...he joined their foreheads and whispered...
A-ab dubara aisa kiya na...to soch lena..sazaa isse bhi bari hogi...
R-aap chahe jo bhi saza de de...bass dubara jaane ki zidd na karey...
A-dekhenge...
Aaj jaane ki zid na karo
Yoonhi pahlu mein baithe raho
Yoonhi pahlu mein baithe raho
Aaj jaane ki zidd na karo
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