Anything for love (AK), p30 pg49 NOTE - Page 30

awww; that was so sweet; kripa and and zaib are totally in love. its really cute though. hmmmm; I really am getting curious of what happens; awesome part

Originally posted by: *F^a^i^z^a*

awww; that was so sweet; kripa and and zaib are totally in love. its really cute though. hmmmm; I really am getting curious of what happens; awesome part

thanks faiza

yeah they're madly in love and i guess they'll stay togethwe well at leats for now until Angad ofcourse comes in the way.

Great part. Loved the airport scene. It was too cute. Can't wait for the next part. 👏

Originally posted by: jdsean

Great part. Loved the airport scene. It was too cute. Can't wait for the next part. 👏

thanks a lot

heyy zaibb u are soo good kid i love your all parts of your story contuied soon u next part

thanks a lot for appreciating. i'm sure u're talking abt the kid Zaib in my story and not thinking that i'm Zaib.

sorry i just wanted to make it clear thats all.

thanks anyways for enjoying all my parts.

part 27

"pehli nazar mein kaisa jaadu kar diya
tera ban baitha hai mera jiyaa
jaane kya hoga, kya hoga kya pataa
iss pal ko mil ke aa jee lein zaraa"

Zaib walked out with Kripa in his arms towards the car singing along.

"main hun yahaan, tu hai yahaan
meri baahon mein aa, aa bhi jaa
o jaanejaa, dono jahaan, meri baahon mein aa, bhool ja
o jaanejaa, dono jahaan, meri baahon mein aa, bhool ja"

He kissed her forehead, "baby i love you,
baby i love you" He kissed her eyes.

baby i love you
baby i love you, so…

baby i love you
oh, i love you" he lightly touched her soft lips with his and then he deepened it into a passionate lip lock.

i love you
i love you so…
baby i love you"

He finally let go of her and stared into her eyes, putting his arms around her neck, "har dua mein shaamil tera pyaar hai
bin tere lamha bhi dushwaar hai
dhadkanon ko tujhse hi tarkaar hai
tujhse hain raahatein
tujhse hain chaahatein" Now both of them began walking off towards his car.

"har dua mein shaamil tera pyaar hai
bin tere lamha bhi dushwaar hai
dhadkanon ko tujhse hi tarkaar hai
tujhse hain raahatein
tujhse hain chaahatein"

He paused at the door of his car and took her hand and held it against him, "tu jo mili, ik din mujhe
main kahin ho gaya laapataa
o jaanejaa, dono jahaan, meri baahon mein aa, bhool ja
o jaanejaa, dono jahaan, meri baahon mein aa, bhool ja" there was one more prolonged hug before they both finally got into the car and got out of there.

"kar diya deewana, dard-e-faasle
chaen chheena ishq ke ehsaas ne
bekhayali di hai teri pyaas ne
chhaya suroor hai
kuch to zaroor hai" Kripa kept on making him turn his attention towards the road rather than on her but he just couldn't keep his hands to himself. Finally she settled for him to keep her hand in his.

"kar diya deewana, dard-e-faasle
chaen chheena ishq ke ehsaas ne
bekhayali di hai teri pyaas ne
chhaya suroor hai
kuch to zaroor hai" all of a sudden he pulled up his car on the hard shoulder of the highway and cupped her face in his palms.

"ye dooriyaan jeene na dein
haal mera tujhe na pata
o jaanejaa, dono jahaan, meri baahon mein aa, bhool ja
o jaanejaa, dono jahaan, meri baahon mein aa, bhool ja"

He resumed what he had done earlier, showering her with his kisses. "Baby i love you
baby i love you

baby i love you
baby i love you, so…

baby i love you
oh, i love you

baby i love you
i love you…"

They began driving again when Kripa remembered something, "Zaib please can you stop the car somewhere."

"Why?" he gave her a mischievous curious look.

"I want to remove my clothes." she spoke as a matter of factly.

"My God Kripa control yourself. I mean I'm sorry if I came onto you so fast that you're getting these wild ideas."

She slapped his arm, "all you men have a one track mind. I wanted to change my clothes before I went home."

"Oh darling you look sexy in this short dress, why would you want to change it?"

"Because honey," she replied in the same manner as him, "it would be highly inappropriate to go in front of uncle and aunty like this."

"Don't worry, my parents are not backward and they're very open minded." Zaib laughed at Kripa's insecurity about her appearance.

She nodded her head in defiance, "Please Zaib roko na. I only did this to tease you but I'll feel awfully uncomfortable in front of them. Please roka na." she kept pleading like a small child and Zaib just couldn't resist that and say no so he stopped at the near service station and she changed into the light pink georgette kameez, same one he had dreamt of. When she emerged out back to the car his jaw fell down to his knees. That look made her self conscious and she began fixing her dress, "What haoppened, is something wrong with these clothes?"

"No," he spoke in a dream trance, "it's beautiful just like I had imagined it." he held his chest and pretended to be in a lot of pain. Kripa became worried and hurried over by his side and held him, "Zaib? Zaib kya huwa, are you alright?"

"You've got to stop doing this to me Kripa."

"What have I done Zaib?" she was still worried and really believed he was in deep pain.

He sat up and began smiling, "if you keep looking this beautiful all the time then I'm certainly going to die of a heart attack."

"Zaib you!!!!" she began punching him with her small and light fists making him increase his laughter.

"Aaaaw!"

"What happened Zaib?" She stopped and became worried again.

"Lagta hai meree haddee toote gayee." He chuckled whilst she continued pounding his upper arm only to be lifted up later and settled back in the car.

When they reached home he parked his car in the driveway and took care of her suitcases whilst she ran along inside eager to meet Naina. She rushed inside smiling and stopped at the doorway searching for everyone but to her surprise except for a few servants here and there she couldn't spot any of the family members. "Naina aunty!" she called once she got inside the hall but nobody came in sight so she called once more, "Naina aunty!"

"Are Kripa betee tum aagayee?" Naina was coming down the stairs and heard Kripa shouting for her. She went and embraced Kripa and felt as if she had met with a long lost daughter. Then Kripa touched her feet, "jeeti raho. Kitnee badal gayee ho tum itne dino me." Kripa just blushed as she knew how much she had changed over the past few days. She so much wanted to tell her that it was all because of her son. Naina took her towards the sofas and both of them settled down. "So beti tumhaara safar kesa raha?"

"It was great aunty. I got through it calmly and I'm quite relaxed actually."

"That's good to hear. Kripa how are your parents?"

"They all are great too but I must say aunty it's all because of you people's help that today we are where we are. I don't know what we would have done without your help."

"Don't say that beta; we only did what we should have done after all you all are also like family to us. We just prayed that all of your miseries be solved."

"Wohi to hum sab ke liye maine rak ti hai."

Just then a struggling Zaib entered the hall carrying three bags on his shoulders and pulling two big suitcases inside nearly dropping by the sofas. He dropped them all over and slouched on the nearby sofa, "what have you got in there stones?" he asked in an irritated tone.

"Jab bhaaree wazan uthaaya nahi jaata to phir why do you show off?" she retorted as she rolled her tongue in her cheek.

Zaib gave a sarcastic smile, "madam if you want to see if I can carry heavy weight then I can by all means show you by lifting you."

She was appalled by his rude comment and before she could answer back Naina intervened, "ab tu ise satana band kar Raj."

"Dekhye na aunty he has been doing that the whole journey from the airport." She looked over Naina's shoulder at a sulking Zaib and gave him a mischievous look. Then she looked at Naina and saw she was busy looking elsewhere she winked at Zaib making him jump up a bit out of surprise. He sat there thinking, "acha to yeh baat hai. Abhi to aise nakhre dikhaarahee hai per akele me dekhlunga."

"Chalo betee you must be tired to why don't you go upstairs in your room and as for you Raj," she turned towards him, "leave her alone okay." Naina left both of them alone.

They sat like that staring at each other speaking with their eyes and giving each other naughty looks. Then Zaib slowly got up and began walking towards her and to his surprise as he got near her she got up and left.

Midway she felt someone tug onto her hand and she bit her lower lip as she knew who it was and why he was.

"Where do you think you're going?"

"Excuse me, but I think your mother just told you to leave me alone." she managed to get out of his grip and began walking backwords facing him.

"You know that's not quite possible. She didn't exactly say to leave you alone but she said to leave her alone. That clearly means," pulled her into his arms, "no prohibitions between us." He was about to make a move towards her lips when she pinched him on his arm. He cried out in pain whilst she ran away giggling like a teenager. God he just loved her innocence.

As Kripa entered her room she paused at the doorway and became stunned. She couldn't believe what she saw. She took baby steps inside and then turned around to take a good look at her room as it had been tranfsromed completely into something else than she had left it. Then a pair of hands wrapped around her waist and a head rested on her shoulder.

"So did you like it?" Zaib asked huskily.

"Like it? Zaib this is amazing." Her eyes became wide as they swayed a bit, "you did this all for me?"

"Tsk," he clicked his tongue, "I did it all for me."

"You?"

"Yeah I mean if I did this to impress you then obviously I would get an excellent reward."

"Hmm…so Mr. Zaib Khanna did all this just to get a reward?"

"Or nahi to kya. Aaj kal ke zamaane mein kuch bhi muft me nahi milta jaaneman." He squeezed her tight.

She turned her face towards him, "lekin maine to sab kuch tumhe soap diya hai Zaib to ab tumhe mere liye yeh sab karne kee zaroorat nahi. As it is I'm already impressed with you sweetheart."

"I still enjoy doing all this as you deserve it Kripa. Me chahta hu ke meree mehbooba ko me apnee palko pe bethaa ke rakhoo. Ose dunya kee her khushi doo or itna pyaar, itna pyaar doo ke puree zindgaee ose kabhi bhi oskee kamee na ho."

"Dunya kee sabse haseen cheez to tumne pehle se mujhe de dee hai Zaib. You've given me your love and that's all that I want."

"Chalo acha huwa mere paise bachgaye." He smirked.

"Zaib tumbhi na."

"Make up your mind woman, either you want things from me or you just want my love?"

"I just want your love Zaib." He kissed her forehead.

"Wese I've got another surprise for you."

She stared at him curiously and then Zaib pulled her towards the back of the room and then both of them stood in front of an easle. There was something put onto it but it was covered with a translucent white sheet. He slowly pulled the sheet off and revealed a very beautiful painting of Kripa. She gasped and put both her palms over her face in amazement.

"Wow Zaib, I can't believe this is really me. It's so beautiful."

"This is you in my eyes, simply out of this world. An enchantress who has stole my heart, from the very first sight."

"Come here," she almost had tears in her eyes as she embraced Zaib again. She rested her head on his chest.

"Tum larkiyo kee yehi problem hai, her choti choti baato pe bohat emotional hojaatee ho." She lightly pushed him away but then he came back and held her tight giving her all the love she deserved.

That evening at dinner time all of them were sat at the table. Dilip and Naina sat at one side with Angad and Zaib on the opposite side with Kripa in between them. At first Angad didn't like her sitting next to him but then he couldn't really do anything about it so he just left it. They all were busily eating when Kripa's handkerchief fell onto the floor. She bent down to pick it up when Zaib grabbed onto her right hand.

She gave him a sharp look and warned with her eyes to let her hand go but he pretended to be oblivious of it so she had no choice but to continue eating with her left hand. It wasn't easy for her and it became obvious but she still hoped no one would realise. She was having a hard time putting the food onto her plate and then putting it in her mouth without making a mess on her face. Once or twice she nudged Zaib and tried to free her hand but his grip was obviously too strong.

"Kya huwa Kripa beta? Why are you eating with your wrong hand?" Naina noticed how she was eating self consciously.

Kripa spit out a few crumbs neurotically as she didn't expect to be asked that question. What was she supposed to say? "Oh nothing is wrong aunty, umm…well…you see…"

"What she's trying to say mom is that accidentally she left her right hand at home back in India so that's why she's using her useless left hand." Zaib scoffed as he stuffed his mouth with the food on his plate. She stamped onto his foot out of annoyance, "Ow!"

"What happened?" Angad became curious about the charade both of them were playing and sensed something was up between them but then he decided to disregard it.

"Oh nothing I bit my finger," Zaib pretended to put his finger in his mouth as if it really hurt.

Kripa gave him a cheeky look and then she turned towards Naina, "lagta hai aunty ke jab table manners baate jaarahe the tab aapka yeh beta kahi jaake soraha tha."

"Ha ha very funny, actually I was sleeping right next to you."

"Now just stop it both of you, kahi bhi shuroo hojaate ho. Now I want you both to finish dinner without any more arguments." Naina was upset about both Zaib and Kripa always fighting like small children.

Zaib let go of her hand and continued eating without even giving her another glance. He was upset as if someone took away his candy and Kripa just adored his cute expressions.

After dinner Zaib wanted to take Kripa back upstairs in his room but he just wasn't going to get the chance now was her. I mean all the villains were sitting around weren't they. For example there was dadu, dadi and of course the hot headed Angad. How could we ever forget him as he's always around in between Zaib and Kripa. Once or twice Zaib did try and gesture towards Kripa to get up and come with him upstairs but she was bound down by dadi. Why couldn't she just leave them alone?

But don't worry guys our Zaib is not going to just give up now is he? He thought of a quick and great way of luring Kripa towards him and what was better than his music….

Zaib had managed to slip to his room and he grabbed his cell. Then he stood up near the banisters looking down upon everyone in the hall. Then he dialled Kripa's number and waited patiently for her to pick it up.

"Hello?"

He slid down against the railing, "suno jo Dil main baat hai kehdo
ke hum hain muntazir kab se
tumhare chand lafzon ke
ya hum ko qaid kardaalo
ya phir aazad tum kardo
ke jazba koi bhi ho
izhaar ka mohtaaj rahta hai
yeh waqt agar haath se kho bethe
to phir pachtaoge tum bhi
lo humne aankhen bund karlin
chalo ab kehdo tum hum se
ke tum ko Humse Mohabbat hai" he whispered through the ear piece and as his silky voice reached her ear an automatic smile appeared on her face and her eyes began searching for where he was. She excused herself from the sofa and went to the otherside to look for him but he was not there.

Then she heard him humming and singing, "Hm hm hm hm, hm hm mm hm hm
Hey hey hey hey, aa aa ha haa. Deewane ho ke ham milne lage sanam
Jab se jude hain silsile
Aankhon se ruth kar neendein chali gayeen
Na jaane kaise gul khile
Na jaane kaise pyaar hua na jaane kab iqraar hua
Ke apni baat ban gayi
Deewane ho ke ham milne lage sanam
Jab se jude hain silsile." He saw her getting up from the sofa and looking for him so he hid behind the pillar upstairs and kept an eye on what she was up to. Then he saw she was gone on the otherside so he slipped down from the side stairs behind his room and stood a few feet away from her hidden, "Dhadakta hai dil tumhaare liye
Aey husn-e-jaan zara sochiye"

She turned around as she could feel him standing behind her but he was already hidden behind the wall so she didn't find him. "Haan yeh kya dillagi yeh kya hai sitam
Aaye abhi abhi chal diye
Mithenge kaise yeh faasle" Now she began walking and he followed her, "Deewane ho ke ham milne lage sanam
Jab se jude hain silsile
Aankhon se ruth kar neendein chali gayeen
Na jaane kaise gul khile"

Just then she thought that perhaps he was in his room so she went towards the side stairs and began climbing up. Zaib saw from behind the wall and smiled. He moved down to the otherside of the hall where people hardly went,

"Muqaddar mera sanwar jaane do
Dil jo kahe woh kar jaane do" he walked along with her with her upstairs and him dowstairs, "Ho meri baahon mein chale aao tum
Had se mujhe guzar jaane do"

She checked his room, her room, Angad's room and even Dilip's room but he was not there. In despair she returned back to the banisters and that's when she was surprised as she found him downstairs standing against a pillar and staring right at her with one arm spread out as if calling her.

"Ke aao laga loon tumko gale
Deewane ho ke ham milne lage sanam
Jab se jude hain silsile
Aankhon se ruth kar neendein chali gayeen
Na jaane kaise gul khile" Zaib made his way towards her on the stairs, "Na jaane kaise pyaar hua na jaane kab iqraar hua
Ke apni baat ban gayi
Hm hm hm hm, hey la la la
Ho ho ho ho, la la la la" once he knew he had her he pulled her in his arms and she rested her arms around his neck.

"May I ask you mister what was all that about?"

"What else could have I done to get your attention? Or wese bhi me kabhi bhi koi bhi kaam adhura nahi choreta." He advanced towards her lips but she moved her mouth away making him land his kiss on her cheek instead.

"What unfinished business are we talking about?" she released herself from him and ran towards her room but in the middle Zaib grabbed her by the waist and pulled her inside his room instead. It landed both of them onto his bed with Zaib lying on his back and Kripa on top of him. Both of them kept staring into each other's eyes wondering what the other was thinking. Waiting for the other to make the first move and to his surprise it was Kripa as she lowered her lips to his and sent herself to oblivion.


end of part

ohh greatt part i know u are not story zaib your name as well zaib u great kid keep it up

awwww; love;y part; I love krip and zaibs love story; he hold a very cue and sweet innocence; I just hope angad doesnt protest; god knows why he hates kripa; theres nothing wrong in her , he's just too biased

Originally posted by: *F^a^i^z^a*

awwww; love;y part; I love krip and zaibs love story; he hold a very cue and sweet innocence; I just hope angad doesnt protest; god knows why he hates kripa; theres nothing wrong in her , he's just too biased

thanks faiza

yeah their love story is cute because they're different from Angad and Kripa.

well you'll find out the reason soon in the next following parts.