'Ami Je Tomar'# 2, KYPH...Pts 27- 57, Note pg 173

Link to Ami Je Tomar ....part 1:

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Part 27/pg 1

pt 31/ pg 20

pt. 35/ pg 36

pt. 39/ pg 57

pt 45/ pg 95

AJT PART 27

Finally after a whole round of hugs and felicitations and bouquets, she turned to Angad: Chalo, wahan jaakar baat kartey hain! ........she pointed to the corner of the stage.

Angad followed her quietly......she still clutched his Rajnigandhas to her breast. They stopped behind the wings .and turned towards each other.

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She led him up the steps to a secluded corner of the stage, hidden by the wings. Three pairs of eyes followed them with varying degrees of jealousy and suspicion.

They turned to face each other. His eyes drank in her splendid beauty in the dance costume. Her eyes lowered self-consciously at the light of admiration shining in his....her painted red fingertips clutched the Rajnigandha stems. His hands joined hers to caress the stems.........she trembled slightly as though he had touched her wildly beating heart instead of the flowers.

Kripa !

Angad !

Both spoke up at once! They laughed together.

Pehley tum kaho! .his husky voice gently teased her.

Thanks! she smiled sweetly..... Main tumhey shukriya kehna chahti thi.......yeh phool jo tumney bhejey uskey liye.......she looked puzzled: lekin tumhey kaisey pata chala yeh merey favorite phool hain?

Jab koi dil ke kareeb ho toh uski pasand-napasand ka pata chal hi jaata hai...... his words made her tremble inside, she drew a sharp breath, her eyes fell again before his, a deep blush spreading across her cheeks.

Angad continued with deep affection : Really Kripa, aaj toh tumney stage per jadoo kar diya. You were SUPERB! MINDBLOWING!

Thanks! she smiled up at him in genuine delight.

Aur ab toh tum TV per bhi dikhogi..You are a TV star now! .he teased her.

She giggled: Haan, aisey program TV per dikhaney se hi koi star ban jaata hai kya?

Wo toh pata nahin lekin merey liye tum Superstar ho! ..Really! You were amazing! Tumhari talent ka jawaab nahin!

Kripa laughed: Ab bass bhi karo..mujhey asmaan per mat chadhao!.

Tumhey main aasman per hi dekhna chahta hoon, Kripa! Im sure ek din tum bahut famous banogi! Aur main tumhari autograph leney ke liye line mein khada rahoonga.

She arched her eyebrows at him: Tumhey line mein khadey honay ki kya zaroorat? Tum toh sabsey aagey ho!

Her coquettish reply thrilled him..he grasped her free hand resting on the flowers: Kripa, kya tum kal mujhsey mil sakti ho?

A shiver passed through her at his warm touch : Kahan?

Mainey jo flat pasand kiya hai wahan?..main tumhey flat dikhana chahta hoon. Ab humarey paas zyada waqt nahin..dus din baad Studio ka kaam shuru ho jayega. Tumhey bhi apna Dance class shift karna padega. Isliye main chahta hoon tum wo flat dekh lo jo merey Agent ne dhoonda hai. ..

Of course main aaoongi! Kripa's eyes sparkled with excitement. Thanks, Angad! Tumney merey liye, humarey school ke liya itna sab kuchh kiya, main kaisey tumhari shukriya adaa karoon!

His eyes shone with affection.: Apnon se Thanks nahin kahaa jaata, Kripa! ........his large palm engulfed her fingers possessively :Dosti ka farz banta hai ke main tumhari madad karoon. Aur meri vajeh se tumhey shift karna pada.......sorry toh mujhey kehna chahiye!

Kripa pressed his hand with hers, smiling up at him : Doston mein sorry bhi nahin chalta. Tumhari koshish hi tumharey neik iraadon ka bayaan karti hain!

Toh phir kal subah gyarah bajey Om Namah ke baahar miltey hain, alright?....then he remembered: Oh-Ho kal toh tumhara Dance class hai na?

She shook her head, smiling: Nahin, nahin, kal mainey bachchon ko chhutti de dee......sabney itni mehnat kee hai iss program ke liye......isliye no class tomorrow! Im free!

GREAT! He grinned, pressing her fingers.....Tab toh tum kal merey saath Lunch per aa rahi ho?..bolo tumhey Chinese pasand hai ya Italian ya Indian?

Uh-huh! She shook her head..Kal meri treat hai.....main tumhey Bengali Restaurant mein le jaana chahti hoon! "Authentic Bangla food".Bolo manzoor hai? .she looked at him challengingly.

Mujhey tumhari har baat manzoor hai! His amorous look threw her off kilter: Aur waisey bhi mujhey Bangla food bahut pasand hai. ..his lopsided, meaningful smile melted her inside. She struggled to control her suddenly erratic breathing.

Their cozy behind the scenes tete-a-tete was interrupted suddenly. Prithvi's head popped up beside the partition: Kripa, sab kuchh theek toh hai na? ..his eyes surveyed Angad suspiciously, with a strange hostility in them.

Kripa quickly snatched her fingers away from Angad's grip......before Prithvi could notice the intimate joining of their hands.

Kuchh nahin,.Prithvi Da. Don't worry! Sab kuchh theek hai! Hum buss naye building ke baarey mein discuss kar rahey the.

Angad gnashed his teeth in irritation...... Yeh Banda yahan bhi aa tapka? Aur kisiko parwah nahin, lagta hai yeh kuchh zyada hi Protective hai apney cousin ke baarey mein..

He pasted a fake smile: Yes, Mr. Prithvi.......hum Dance school ke baarey mein zaroori baatein kar rahey the! Toh Kripa?.Kal ka program fix hai?

Kripa smiled and nodded: Ekdum pukka.

Chalo, main tumhey apney behen se milata hoon.....Angad put a proprietary hand under her elbow and led her out into the crowds again, leaving a visibly snubbed Prithvi behind.

He took her to Aaliyah and introduced the two ladies to each other: Allie, meet Kripa, ..Kripa, this is Aliyah, my cousin. CU mein Journalism padhti hai!

Aliyah clasped Kripa's hand affectionately: Its so great to finally meet you, Kripa! Bhai se tumhari itni tareefein suni thi .aaj pata chala tum ussey bhi better ho..You were absolutely amazing, spectacular!

Kripa blushed, her eyes darting towards Angad consciously: Thanks! Aapkey Bhai aur aap .both of you are too kind! Main itney tareef ki bhi haqdaar nahin!

Kyun nahin? You are being modest! You know you were great up there. And please don't call me Aap..main Bhai se chhoti hoon, isliye rishtey mein tumsey bhi chhoti hoon na?. ..Aliyah hinted at a future alliance between them, which made Kripa even more embarassed.

Wo main...main..theek hai.tumko tum hi kahoongi.

Kartik, Raj, Mishti, Josh and Harshini joined them.

Kartik clapped Kripa on her back and hugged her shoulders fondly : DAROON, Shona! Aaj toh tuney kamaal kar diya! TV per tera program dikhayengey......main jaanta tha ek din meri behen star banegi!

Kripa laughed: Dada, tease mat karo......main koi star vaar nahin hoon. Please tum sab mujhey itna upar mat chadhao. Girney ka darr rehta hai!

Mishti smirked : Haan, isey aur mat chadhao......waisey bhi iska sar duguna ho gaya hai. Kahin phat na jaye!

Kripa pouted in mock anger: Didi.....mera sar tumharey sar se ab bhi chhoti hai! Naapkar dikhaoon? ..she giggled.

Aliyah nudged him, whispering: Itna mat dekho, bechari sharmaa rahi hai"

Raj sidled up to Kripa again: Ms. Basu, you didn't accept my gift yet?..please take this! Aapka performance lajawab tha ! You were amazing!

Kripa took the gift box in her hand and opened it......inside was a gold chain with a ruby pendant.

Raj jee, Im really sorry, main itna keemti gift nahin le sakti! ..she clamped her lips and returned the gift to a dejected Raj. Merey liye phool hi kaafi hain! ..her sideways look at Angad melted his heart, she prized the flowers sent by him over any other gift!

But she noticed Raj's despondence and relented: Mr. Malhotra, agar aap kuchh dena hi chahtey hain toh hamarey school ke liye donation de saktey hain. Main bachchon ko gifts khareed doongi. They deserve it ..they worked really hard!

Raj grinned : Sure! Main kal Kartik ke haathon check bhej doonga!

Josh, who had been silently observing Kripa and Angad's eyelocks, suddenly spoke up: Guys! Kyun na hum iss Program ke success ki khushi mein ek party rakhein? Kal raat ko Calcutta Club mein? ..what say?

Mishti clapped excitedly: EXCELLENT IDEA! We can have a blast! Kripa, kya khayal hai?

Josh quickly winked at Angad: YES! We will have dance, music, masti..COME ON GUYS, ITS PARTY TIME! Kripa, please don't say no!

Kripa smiled graciously: Alright! Lets do it ! Waisey bhi kal meri class off hai.

Angad smiled gratefully at Josh.....he knew Josh was helping him woo Kripa. A party, song and dance.....thats what he needed to succeed in his mission!

Harshini chirped joyfully: YESS! Lets have a party! Mish.....chal, hum apney college ke doston ko bhi bulatey hain.

Raj piped up hopefully: Hey Man! Can I come too?

Of course Yaar! Kartik slapped his back: Meri behen ki party hai aur tu nahin aayega? Josh, u don't mind, do you?

Josh laughed: Of course not! U guys can bring anyone u want to! All are welcome!

Kripa turned to Aaliyah: Tum aaoogi na? Zaroor aana..Angad ke saath.

Allie laughed, tossing her hair: Of course, Kripa! I will come and so will Anitah! She loves parties!

Kripa looked confused: Anitah?....

Angad flushed with deep embarassment: Im sorry, Kripa! Wo baat yeh hai ke hum jab bhi miltey hain School ya Studio ke baarey mein baat kartey hain. Yes, Anitah meri behen hai.......u will meet her tomorrow!

The interlinked group of friends excitedly planned the party for Sunday night. Kripa's eyes met Angad's in silent communication. Both wished they could spend some more time together before calling it a night. It seems their wish was soon to be granted!

The Program sponsors stepped up to Kripa and handed her a Dinner voucher for 50 people at Tandoor Restaurant.: Ms. Basu, yeh hamarey taraf se aapkey aur aapkey students ke liye ek dinner voucher. Please enjoy it with our compliments. You all did a splendid job!

She was delighted, thrilled to her core and thanked the sponsors profusely for their generosity. The sponsors also handed her a check for 10,000. "Yeh aapkey school ke liye hamari taraf se ek chhota sa tohfa. We hope you will achieve even greater heights in your Art form!"

Thanks! This is really great! Thank you so much!......Kripa was floored and deeply grateful! She could pay 2 months rent for the flat with this money.

She looked around and spotted some of her students still hanging around with their parents. She rushed up to them and asked if they would go to dinner with her. They agreed happily when she showed them the dinner voucher. Kripa soon rounded up most of her students and their parents and they all agreed to go to dinner right away.

Next she asked her parents and friends and they also accepted.

Kripa's parents, Angad, Aliyah, Kartik, Harshini......all accompanied her and her students to dinner at Tandoor.

Josh declined.....he had other plans for the night. The nightclub was calling him with its grinding bodies and funkadelic music and dance.

He whispered to Mishti: Tum bhi merey saath nightclub chalo, mazaa aa jayega!

Mishti whispered back: Main kaisey aaoon? Merey parents yahan hain! How can I leave them? What will I tell them? They don't know about us yet!

Okay! As u wish! Bye, Sweetoo!..he shrugged and left nonchalantly, secretly pleased that she had declined. Sheetal was waiting for him at the Club. She was the perfect bimbo with a big chest and little brains..just ideal for a night of total masti.

Kripa searched for Prithvi to ask him to dinner too, but he had already left with his parents. Damini was angry at Kripa getting all the importance and TV coverage.

Prithvi felt hurt at Kripa's snub so he had quietly left with his mother when she insisted: Chal, Khoka, ghar chal! Yahan hamari koi kadar nahin karta. Ab se tu Kripa ke school ke liye mat gaana. Saara credit usiko milta hai. Na jaaney kya samajhti hai apney aapko wo ladki! Humph!! Hai toh ek mamooli dancer aur aisa behave karti hai jaisey Madhuri Dixit!

A huge group of 70 people entered the Restaurant at 9 p.m. The staff rushed around to accommodate their big party. They were allotted 7 tables of 10. Kripa sat with her parents, Angad and Aaliyah facing them. Throughout the meal, she felt his eyes on her........her face was permanently red as a result of his constant gaze! She barely knew what she ate and answered other's queries absent-mindedly. She was glad the restaurant lights were too dim for her blush to be apparent to others.

She had changed into a red salwar before leaving the Auditorium..to him she looked like a bride, His bride! He could barely wait for tomorrow when he would take her to see the flat.

Kripa's heart palpitated at the thought of being alone with him at the flat: Hey Raam! Agar usney phir se mujhey baahon mein le liya aur .aur choomney laga toh.....toh main kya karoongi? I cant stop him! Uskey chhooney se, uski baaton se naa jaaney mujhey kya ho jaata hai, main apna hosh kho deti hoon! Kal kya hoga?..

Kartik sat beside Aliyah and they discussed motorbikes, cars, cricket, etc. animatedly while popping prawn balls into their mouths! Both loved sports, speed and ..FOOD!

Mishti sat with Harshini, looking miserable, wondering what Josh was doing at the Nightclub. Her instincts told her he was with other girls but she was too infatuated with him to get angry and take action about his infidelity.

Kripa's parents talked to the students and their parents, smiling proudly at their daughter from time to time! She had really lived up to her pledge of making a career out of her Dancing!

The dinner bill exceeded the voucher by a large amount. Kripa, Angad, Kartik and Harshini chipped in to pay the difference. Kripa wanted to pay it herself but they didn't let her. Kartik chided her: Tu chup kar..tu sabsey chhoti hai, tu kyun poora pay karegi? Hum sab milkar share karengey, okay?

Kripa sneaked into Mishti's room and found her on the computer chatting with somebody. She hesitantly asked: Didi, kya tum merey saath chal sakti ho?

Kahan? Mishti turned around in surprise.

Wo.....Kripa's hands twisted together.....Wo main Tollygunge mein ek flat dekhney jaa rahi hoon. Angad ke agent ne dhoond nikala hai.

Toh? Mishti looked at her mockingly......toh phir jaa na?.mujhsey kyun poochh rahi hai? Don't tell me you are nervous about going with Angad? she laughed teasingly.

Nahin..wo baat nahin......Kripa quickly denied the truth: Tum chalogi toh achha hoga.I need a second opinion.Please, Didi, chalo na?.

Okay! Mishti shut down her computer .Lekin merey paas zyada waqt nahin hai......mujhey 12 bajey Harshu ke ghar jaana hai. (which was a lie as she was going to lunch with Josh......a guilty Josh who had called her early morning after a wild night with Sheetal)

Kripa agreed: Phir toh theek hai..tum barah bajey chali jaana......abhi toh chalo na merey saath.

Theek hai, tu wait kar, main abhi tayyar hokar aati hoon? Mishti took out an orange kurti and jeans and flounced off to the bathroom.

She took her own time getting ready while Kripa checked the clock impatiently in the living-room.

The two sisters finally reached Om Namah a quarter after eleven, to find Angad waiting in his car next to the tree. He jumped down as soon as they entered the compound to greet his special guest.

Good Morning, Kripa! .he looked with surprise at Mishti: Oh Hello, Mishti!

She laughed ruefully: Haan, main bhi aa gayi.....Kripa asked me to come. Sorry.

No, you are always welcome! Angad glanced mockingly at Kripa.......so she was nervous about going to the flat with him alone? She looked down self-consciously. He looked so handsome in a white shirt and jeans .her heart was thumping in awareness!

But I will leave at 12......mujhey kahin jaana hai..(Mishti's eyes conveyed that she wont be kabab mein haddi for too long....Angad smirked and nodded)

Kripa blushed and looked away, aware of the unsaid words.....Angad opened the car doors for them: Come on then, lets go! We don't have much time!

Mishti swiftly slid into the backseat..so Kripa had to sit in the passenger seat beside Angad.

She was intensely conscious of Angad beside her as she buckled up......he put on his sunglasses, looking even more dashing..he glanced at her curves jutting out of the seat belt and flushed, looking away.

Flat yahin paas mein hi hai.....he flicked his head at the two ladies.....Agent ne mujhey chaabi de diya hai. So we can just walk in!

He drove to a high-rise apartment building a few blocks south and parked in front..then he led the two girls up the elevator to the 8^th floor and stopped in front of a simple door.

He had obtained the key from Haldar already and opened the door for the ladies.

He swept his hand dramatically: Ladies! Here is Kripa's new dance class.Sorry, her interim class for six months.Jab tak Studio ki completion na ho jaye.

Kripa and Mishti entered the flat , looking all around with pleasant surprise. The flat was quite spacious, very airy and bright. It had huge grilled windows on one side which were left open to let in fresh air and light. The Living-room was BIG .Kripa grinned happily, already imagining her dance class in that room. She ran to the bedrooms, excited like a child......there were 2 bedrooms of decent sizes: this can be our music room and this......the practice room for the young kids. Perfect, just perfect! There were 2 bathrooms and a nice kitchen as well.

She ran back to Angad who was standing in the middle of the living-room, smiling expectantly: Oh Angad! This is Perfect! I love it!

Mishti also looked around albeit more carelessly: Its really good! Iska rent kitna hai?

Angad replied: Paanch hazaar.

Really? Mishti looked doubtful but didn't say anything. She found it unlikely that a flat that size would be 5000/month...more like 10,000/month probably. And she was right! Angad had lied to Kripa......so she could afford it without stretching her budget. He knew she was too proud to accept monetary help so he reduced the rent for her.

Kripa was too excited to notice any anomalies about the rent.....she opened the balcony door and stepped out.......a strong breeze greeted her and almost blew away her dupatta. Of course, the balcony had grills so her dupatta got stuck in the grill, she struggled to free it. Angad ran to help her..their hands touched as he released the soft scarf from the grill and wrapped it around her neck. She thanked him shyly.

He glanced back.....Mishti was far away.....he bent close to Kripa's ears and asked: Tum Mishti ko kyun le aayi? Kya tum mujhsey darti ho?.

She bristled up defensively: Huh! Main kyun tumsey daroon? Tum kya koi baagh-bhaloo ho? Apney aapko itna hoshiyaar mat samjho!

Her eyes met his.the warmth in his eyes weakened her knees..he leaned close to her face and asked: Toh phir Mishti ko kyun le aayi?

She stepped back nervously: Main.....main usey bhi flat dikhana chahti thi!

He chuckled softly, his warm breath tickled her neck: Jhoothi! Kya tumhey lagta hai shes interested? Zara dekho usey.

She followed the direction of his eyes. .Mishti was standing in the living-room talking intently on her mobile with somebody.

She turned her head to find his face so close to hers.........she could see the golden flecks in his eyes.

Mishti suddenly called out to them: Angad! Kripa! Mujhey ab jaana hai....tum dono kahan ho?

Kripa quickly extricated herself from his hypnotizing gaze and her hand from his warm hold ........she ran to Mishti: Didi, tum jaa rahi ho?

Haaaaan! ..Mishti smirked: Mainey bataya toh tha, barah bajey Harshu ke ghar jaana hai. Bye Angad! Main chali! You both enjoy the flat!..she quickly winked at Angad and left the flat.

Kripa looked back nervously at Angad: Mujey bhi ab chalna chahiye!

She was moving towards the door.......her hand was suddenly caught in his warm grip: Kripa.....you forgot about our Lunch date? Tum mujhey authentic Bangla khilaney wali thi na?

She turned around slowly..he moved closer to her: Kripa!.......tum mujhsey darti kyun ho? Har baar katraakar bhaagti kyun ho? Kya main tumhey pasand nahin?

She looked down shyly, her heart leaping like a frightened deer: Nahin......wo baat nahin......lekin......

Lekin kya? Kya tum mujhpar bharosa nahin karti? Tumhey merey saath akeley rehney mein darr lagta hai?

Aisi baat nahin hai..she had to tell him the truth then.........she couldn't lie anymore : Actually main apney aap per bharosa nahin karti........she said softly and looked up into his loving eyes: Tum jab paas hotay ho..... meri hosh ud jaati hai.........isliye main darr jaati hoon........main apney aapsey darti hoon, tumsey nahin, Angad! Because I lose my self-control.

He took both her hands in his and gazed deep into her eyes: Iska matlab samajhti ho, Kripa? Humein ek doosrey se pyaar ho gaya hai! Kya ab bhi tum inkaar karogi ke tum mujhey chahti ho?

She shook her head. Her heart was pounding heavily, she felt dizzy. She closed her eyes and leaned the few inches forward into his chest. His arms went around her with deep satisfaction. She was where she belonged.......... in his arms! They hugged each other in a slow embrace. Her arms went around his broad back.......she hid her face in his chest, listening to his thunderous heartbeats, breathing in his spicy, masculine scent!.

YES! She was in love! SHE LOVED HIM! She didn't have any doubts anymore! Agar iss bechaini, iss tadap, iss madhoshi ka naam pyaar nahin toh aur kya ho sakta hai?

He rested his chin on her head, holding her tightly in his arms..........smiling with the greatest happiness in the world.........when two hearts beat as one, in the heavenly feeling called love!

A cool breeze from the open balcony door caressed the two lovers in their quietly passionate embrace!

Tum jo mil gaye ho

Toh yeh lagta hai

Ke jahaan mil gaya

Ke jahan mil gaya?..

Ek bhatkey huey raahi ko

Karvaan mil gaya......

(to be continued) 😳

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pallavi

PART 28………..

YES! She was in love! SHE LOVED HIM! She didn't have any doubts anymore! Agar iss bechaini, iss tadap, iss madhoshi ka naam pyaar nahin toh aur kya ho sakta hai?

He rested his chin on her head, holding her tightly in his arms….….smiling with the greatest happiness in the world….when two hearts beat as one in the heavenly feeling called love!

A cool breeze from the open balcony door caressed the two lovers in their quietly passionate embrace!

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Kripa stirred softly in his arms, resting her cheek on his chest….he stroked her hair gently: Kripa…..
Hmmmm? …she answered with eyes closed.

Kya tumney kabhie socha tha hum itney kareeb aa jayengey? Ek doosrey se pyaar karney lagengey?

She shook her head: Um-hmm…….her fingers splayed on his broad back, intoxicated by the touch of his warm skin under the shirt.

Lekin mujhey kuchh hua tha………he kissed the top of her head: Jab mainey tumhey pehli baar dekha toh dil mein ek ajeeb sa kashish mehsoos hua tha jo issey pehley kabhi nahin hua . Tabhie main samajh gaya tha ke tum special ho.

Sach? …..she raised her head, looking at him in wonder.
Much!….he smiled down into her wide, lovely eyes and caressed her flushed cheeks : Tum mera pehla pyaar ho, Kripa! Issey pehley yeh bechaini, yeh bekhudi mainey kabhie mehsoos nahin kiya . ……Aur tum? Tumney jab mujhey pehli baar dekha toh kya tumhey bhi wo ehsaas hua tha?

Her lips twitched in a hidden smile: Main bataa doon kya ehsaas hua tha?
He laughed softly at the twinkle in her eyes: Wait, Don't tell me! Tum mujhey thappad maarna chahti thi, Right?

Thappad toh nahin….she giggled,….. lekin gussa bahut aaya tha….tum itney arrogant, bedard insaan lag rahey the ….bahut hi akdoo aur khadoos kism ka aadmi !

He laughed loudly, shaking her alongwith him: And you were right! Uss samay merey sar per Building ko haasil karney ka junoon sawaar tha. Main tumharey saath bahut sakhti se pesh aaya.

Phir tumney apna iraada kyun badal diya? She asked, arching her eyebrows.

He held her cheeks in one broad palm and smiled lovingly: Jab mainey dekha tum apney bachchon se kitna pyar karti ho….unka kitna khayal rakhti ho….jab Dance ke liye tumhara dedication dekha toh mainey iraada badal diya. Aur tab tak mujhey tumsey pyar bhi toh ho gaya tha ……he smiled and winked.

She looked down shyly…..his intense, golden-brown eyes were creating havoc inside her, his warm touch melting her defences. She felt a tremor deep inside and closed her eyes.

Kripa…..jaanti ho?…..he caressed her shoulders and nape, making her shiver: Tum har raat merey sapnon mein aati ho….mujhey tadpati ho, tarsaati ho! Kya main bhi tumharey sapnon mein aata hoon?

Kripa remembered her suhaag raat dream about Angad and blushed deeply.

Angad lifted her chin with his forefinger, yearning for her answer : Kya tumney bhi mujey sapney mein dekha?
Her eyelashes lifted, then fell……he could guess from the deep color on her cheeks that she had dreams about him too.

Bataogi nahin kaisey sapney the? ….he quizzed her softly.
Nahin…..she whispered…..mujhey sharam aati hai.

His blood heated up….that means she had erotic dreams about him too!

He slowly lowered his face to hers….she felt his hot breath on her lips, her heart beat like a thousand drums. She whimpered and turned her face, breathing heavily.

He knew it was time….Time to say those magical words….the confession of his heart that he had longed to express in a language known to her.

His mouth moved to her ears….he.whispered: Je t'aime, Kripa! Je t'adore! .....(I love you, Kripa! I adore you)

Her head snapped up with a gasp: Tum…..Tumhey French aati hai?

He chuckled heavily: Tumhi ne toh sikhaya hai!
Mainey? …..she was dumbfounded.

Haan…..tumharey iss kitaab ne…..he fished out the little French dictionary from the back pocket of his jeans and waved it in front of her nose.

She gasped loudly: MERA FRENCH DICTIONARY!! TUMHAREY PAAS KAISEY AAYA?
He sniggered wickedly: Tum pehley din merey car mein chhod gayi thi toh mainey rakh liya!

She glared angrily at him: YOU CHOR! DO MUJHEY WAPAS MERA DICTIONARY!

Before he could move it away, she snatched it from his hand and ran…..he chased her, yelling : Mademoiselle! Retourne-le-moi, s'il te plait! (Return it to me please)

She laughed hysterically, running from room to room while he chased her, yelling in his deep voice and laughing equally hard.

They ran around like little kids, their laughter echoing in the empty flat with the freshness of innocent love!

Finally he caught her in a bedroom, grasping her from behind in his strong arms : Ab bachkar kahan jaogi, Mademoiselle ki bachchi? ….he growled in her ears, she giggled madly, wiggling in his arms, trying to escape.

He grabbed her arms and tried to snatch the dictionary from her….they struggled and fought, laughing all the while. In the tussle they suddenly lost their balance and fell heavily…… on the bare floor, Angad on top of Kripa!

She lay there for a few minutes, out of breath, the wind knocked out of her by his heavy weight……then she pushed his chest hard, grumbling: UFFF! UTHO UPAR SE! KITNEY BHAARI HO TUM!

Ab toh yeh vazan zindagi bhar sehna padega ……he suggested in a naughty tone, enjoying the feel of her softness beneath him.

She blushed fiercely, but glared at him: …..Isshhh, boye gechhey! Dream on, Mr. Khanna!

He laughed mischievously and sat up…..relieving her of his weight: Dream hi toh karta hoon, Jaaneman! Kab tum iss tarah meri baahon mein hogi….aur main tumhey jee bharkey pyaar karoonga!

She gasped in outrage and tried to escape….but he grabbed her hands and pulled her down on his lap. She stared at him nervously….he gazed into her startled, wary eyes….then his look dropped on her parted lips...... moist, pink, inviting.

He felt her tremble slightly as if he had kissed her with his eyes.
His mouth moved closer to hers: Kripa…..main agar tumhey kiss karoon toh thappad toh nahin maarogi ?

The gentle teasing in his voice relaxed her….she looked into his eyes and whispered: Agar pyar se karo toh nahin maroongi! Lekin agar gussey se kiya toh……she bit back her laughter.

He moved closer….their breaths mingled, she tilted her head to receive his kiss. Her eyes closed as his lips touched her lips….firm, dry, warm male lips….he pressed down on her tender lips, gentle yet insistent, coaxing her to open up to him…. to share her sweetness.

She moaned softly and surrendered to his demands….her lips parting, allowing him to explore her mouth with his tongue, his lips….his breath!

Angad was in pure heaven of delight….he couldn't get enough of her! He drank the sweet honey of her lips, her mouth….their lips slanted, rubbed, nibbled, delved into each other's, both drunk on the taste of love…..pure, unadulterated love.
His palm held her nape, tilting her head, her arms snaked around his neck, holding him close….his hands moved down her back sensuously sliding over her……he yanked her closer, his kiss deepened…..became more possessive and demanding!
She whimpered …..and struggled slightly in his arms! Things were going out of hand. …..at the back of her mind was the fact that they were alone in the flat, on the bedroom floor. He gentled at once…..kissing her slowly….slow, drugging kisses that took her breath away! Her hands became lax at his neck…..lost in sensations! Her heartbeats drowned out all her senses….she was lost in his kiss!

Finally he lifted his head, regretfully looking at the moist bounty he had just plundered. He was breathing harshly, losing control. She couldn't open her eyes to look at him…..she buried her face in the crook of his neck, breathing deeply, regaining her breath!

I love you, Kripa! I love you! …..he hugged her fiercely to his chest….crushing her in his embrace.

She hugged his neck, quivering like a flower: Je t'aime, Angad! ….she whispered into his warm, musky skin.

They sat like that for a long time, in a tight crush! He stroked her back gently, soothing her back to normal breathing, while his own heart pounded violently in his chest as if it would leap out to join with hers!
Heaven was HERE….in this empty flat, in each other's arms, sitting on the bare floor, with her on his lap!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XAzAgLH7wo0


[Chaaha to bahut na chaahe tujhe
Chaahat pe magar koi zor nahin] 2
Dil hi to hai tum pe aa hi gaya
Dil ka sanam yeh qusoor nahin
Chaaha to bahut, chaaha to bahut, chaaha to bahut

Chaaha to bahut na chaahe tujhe
Chaahat pe magar koi zor nahin
Dil hi to hai tum pe aa hi gaya
Dil ka sanam yeh qusoor nahin

Chaaha to bahut

O, chaaha to bahut

Tera naam hai in honton pe
Seene mein hai tasveer teri
Tune mujhko apna maana
Yeh hai sanam taqdeer meri
O, yeh hai sanam taqdeer meri

Dil yeh pukaare milke sanam - 2
Honge kabhi ab door nahin
Chaaha to bahut na chaahe tujhe
Chaahat pe magar koi zor nahin

Dil hi to hai tum pe aa hi gaya
Dil ka sanam yeh qusoor nahin
Chaaha to bahut

O, chaaha to bahut

Jaane kis tarha voh jeete hain
Jin ka koi dildaar nahin
Patthar honge unke dil mein
Jin ko kisi se pyaar nahin
O, jin ko kisi se pyaar nahin

Karti na kaise ikraar tumse - 2
Itni bhi hum maghroor nahin
Chaaha to bahut na chaahe tujhe
Chaahat pe magar koi zor nahin

Dil hi to hai tum pe aa hi gaya
Dil ka sanam yeh qusoor nahin

Chaaha to bahut na chaahe tujhe
Chaahat pe magar koi zor nahin

Chaaha to bahut

O, chaaha to bahut

Chaaha to bahut


Kripa….he finally spoke up….tumhey kab pata chala… that u love me?
She whispered: Din, tareekh, samay ka toh pata nahin….shayad achanak hi realize hua…..Jab tumharey….. khwaab aaney lagey……toh mujhey laga…. ke merey bekhudi ki vajeh tum hi ho"

Haan, .....he agreed gravely: bilkul aisey hi hota hai pyaar ka ehsaas….achanak, ekdin, jab mehboob ka deedar ho tab ek bijli ki tarah chamak jaati hai dil mein….Haan, mujhey pyaar hai.

Tum bahut Romantic ho! …..she smiled and pinched his chiselled, male cheek.

He grinned and swiftly kissed her cheek: Tumney mujhey deewana banaya!

Lekin tumney meri Dictionary kyun churayi?….she pouted in mock anger. Pata hai mainey kitna dhoonda? Phir end mein ek naya khareed bhi liya.

Angad chuckled shamelessly: Aur tumney jo mera dil churaya uska kya?

She batted her eyelashes at him: Mainey kahan churaya? Tumney khud kar diya merey hawaaley.

He laughed at her flirting and pinched her nose: Chorni…..khud mujhey chor kehti hai. Chalo, yeh lo tumhara dictionary. ….he picked it up from the floor where it had fallen in their pyaar ki ladai.

Her laughter tinkled sweetly: Yeh ab tum hi rakh lo….mainey doosra khareed liya! Tumharey kaam ayengey…..tumhey aur bhi phrases yaad karney hain! Main tumhari test loongi!

He rolled his eyes heavenwards: Lo Bhai, Teacher se pyaar karney ka nateeja…ab iss umr mein test dena padega. Arey, main toh romance karney ke liye French seekhna chahta hoon, test deney ke liye thodey hi? Waisey French ko duniya ka sabsey Romantic bhasha samjha jaata hai lekin mujey lagta hai kisi Frenchman ne yeh prachar kiya hoga. Urdu se zyada Romantic bhasha nahin ho sakti.

Toh Janaab, Urdu hi seekh leejiye! Kaam aayega! ….she giggled and tried to get up but her right foot had gone to sleep.

UFFF MAAAA! She yelled and sat down again on the floor with a loud thump. He tried to get up, had the same fate, his left foot had gone to sleep. He bumped down on the floor as well…..both sat on the floor, rubbing their bottoms ruefully and laughing.

Love can be painful! He joked …..
Haan…..abhi se pyaar ka dard sehna pad raha hai….aagey jaakar kya hoga?…..she teased back.

After some time of rubbing blood circulation back into their feet, Angad stood up and helped her get up.
Ab chalein? Kahan tum Bangla khana khilana chahti thi? Lets go, Jaaneman!

Haan chalo….main aaj tumhey Daab Chingri, Bhapa Ilish aur Potoler Dorma khilaoongi!….she grinned excitedly!

Itna meetha khaaney ke baad sab namkeen? …he looked mischievously at her lips. She blushed at his meaning.

He muttered under his breath : Mirchi ki tarah laal bhi hoti hai…..Ms. Firecracker itni sharmilee hogi kisney socha tha?

Kya kaha?…..she arched her eyebrows curiously.
Kuchh nahin…..he grinned and shook his head: Buss tumhari tareef kar raha tha!

She looked at him suspiciously and laughed: Chalo ab…..bahut ho gaya !



Angad locked the flat and they left the building. He drove towards Elgin Road Forum….the modern indoor shopping Mall. Kripa led him to the top floor to the Restaurant called Oh Calcutta!

It boasted of the finest Bengali Cuisine and rated one of the best in the city of Joy!
Kripa introduced Angad to many new Bangla dishes : Peas Kachori, Kosha Mangsho, Coconut Prawn, steamed Hilsa, stuffed Parwal.

He loved it, relishing each and every dish with gourmand appreciation!

While eating, they discussed family life. Angad told her about his family, his Dadi who lived 6 months in a year in a Himalayan Ashram, about his sisters Anitah and Aaliyah.

He warned her about Anitah: Shes a little….what should I say….Airhead! Shes obsessed with fashion and High Society hi-jinks, just like my Mom ! Im warning you about them as I don't want you to get shocked at their behavior. Tumney mujsey pyaar kiya hai iska matlab yeh nahin ke merey family se bhi pyaar karna padega. They…..they might not accept you very easily!…..he looked embarassed and upset.

Kripa covered his hand with hers and pressed gently: Angad, don't worry! Main tumharey khaatir sab kuchh sehe loongi! Hum dono alag alag duniya se hain aur jab dono jahan ek hotay hain tab dhamaka toh hota hi hai. Pyaar ke liye itna toh sehna hi padega, hai na?

Her soothing reply calmed his fears…..he stroked her cheeks with affectionate smile : Tum kitni bahadur aur samajhdaar ho!

Haan…..isliye merey family mein mujhey sab Dadi ya Thakurma kehtey hain ……she laughed.

Really? He laughed and asked her about her family life.
Tumharey parents toh bahut achhey aur simple hain! Lekin lagta hai tumhara Bhai mujhey pasand nahin karta.

Kaun? Kartik Da? ….she laughed again….Tum uski fikr mat karo….wo bahut protective hai merey baarey mein, sabsey chhoti jo hoon. Lekin wo bahut naramdil insaan hain…..kisika nuksaan nahin kar saktey.

Uss din toh Court mein mujey maarney aaya tha……Angad laughed teasingly.

Nahin toh kya? Tumney kaam hi kuchh aisa kiya tha…..she wrinkled her nose cutely at him.

Mainey nahin, Dad ne kiya tha……his jaws tightened at once in anger.

She quickly pacified him, pressing his hand again: Rehney do, Angad, wo sab beeti baatein hain! Ab sab kuchh theek ho jayega…..hum ek doosrey ke ho chukey hain…... ab humein kisi bhi baat ki parwah nahin, Right? …..her eyes twinkled at him, shining with the light of love.

Right! He squeezed her hand tightly and smiled: Tum merey saath ho toh mujhey kisi bhi baat ki parwah nahin! Bolo, har haal mein mera saath dogi na?

Haan……she said softly…..Jaisey hamara Takraar … pyaar mein badal gaya waisey hi hum sab badhayen paar kar dengey" …..their fingers intertwined, eyes locked in a passionate trance across the lunch table.


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pallavi

Sorry for the delay in update, Dear Friends! I was very busy with family outings all weekend. 😳

AJT ........PART 42

Kripa started walking down the dark alley. There were a few cars standing on one side.........she passed by without noticing them.

SUDDENLY a car door opened, a dark shadow sprang at her. She jumped up, gasping in fear and opened her mouth to scream! But a large hand was clamped over her mouth and she was dragged backwards into the car. She struggled madly but her captor was big and muscular. Her hands were tied with lightning speed ..........and eyes were blindfolded, her feet were tied too and her mouth gagged. Her heart pounded violently with terror.........as the car started and roared off to unknown destinations.

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Kripa lay huddled in the back seat, where her captor had pushed her before starting the car and taking off! She was horrified, trembling with shock and disbelief! This could not be happening to her! She was being abducted!
Hey Ma Durga! Mujhey bacha lo! Naa jaaney yeh aadmi mujhey kahan le jaa raha hai ? Kya karega merey saath ?
I have to escape somehow! UFFF! Kitney zor se haathon ko baandha hai!! The thick rope chafed her wrists as she twisted them desperately, trying to free herself. But the rope was tied tightly, binding her hands together in an immobile knot.

She panted with her efforts, breathing out through her nostrils as her mouth was strapped by a piece of cloth. The blindfold made her feel more helpless, she felt suffocated, terrified out of her wits. It was so dark in the alley, she hadnt seen her captor's face..........he had overpowered her from behind silently and swiftly, like a hunter grabs its prey !

Her brain was so befuddled with the horror of her situation that she didn't register the spicy scent of cologne lingering in the enclosed car. Nor did she notice the familiar texture of the plush car seats.
The car was moving slowly, obviously through heavy traffic. She managed to sit up after some wiggling of her hips and bound ankles.......she inched closer to the car door.....and started nudging the door handle with her elbow ....perhaps she could open the door somehow and jump out of the car!

WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING? TRYING TO KILL YOURSELF? ........a very familiar deep voice barked at her furiously.

ANGAD???....HEY BHAGWAN!!..IT WAS ANGAD WHO WAS ABDUCTING HER??!! She was so surprised she fell back on the car seat with a sudden jolt as the car jerked to a halt somewhere.

He sprang out and locked the two doors from outside and jumped back in his seat.......turning backwards, he grated harshly: CHUPCHAP BAITHI RAHO! AGAR PHIR SE KOI HARKAT KEE TOH SEAT KE SAATH BAANDH DOONGA!

Kripa was astounded, shocked beyond belief! Angad was kidnapping her? BUT WHY?
Just to make her listen to him? Or did he have more dishonorable intentions?

Fury grew inside her by the minute as the car picked up speed and raced through evidently emptier streets.

Her head started boiling with anger: How dare he kidnap her? Samajhta hai kya apney aapko? Uskey paas taaqat hai isiliye kuchh bhi kar sakta hai? I will teach him a lesson this time that he wont forget! HUMPH! Ek baar merey haath pair kholney do.........uski Naani yaad dila doongi! Besharam! Beraham! Aisey koi kisi ladki ko baandhta hai! UFFF, My hands and feet are hurting! Main usey iss baar zaroor Jail bhejoongi! NALAYAK ! BADMAASH!

MMMMMMMMM! GNNNNNN........GNNNNNN! ..........she mumbled through the cloth strapping her mouth.

His mocking voice replied : Yeah, yeah! Main jaanta hoon bahut kuchh kehna hai tumhey.......you are dying to curse me!.......But SHUT UP right now! Baad mein bahut mauka milega tumhey.........now keep quiet and don't move!
He turned on the car stereo full volume, playing this song:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=apqGWyC6bTI&feature=relat ed

Tenu lekey main javanga.......

Hey Ya... Hey Ya...
(Hey Ya Heeriye Sehra Baandh Ke Main Toh Aaya Re
Hey Ya Doli Baarat Bhi Saath Mein Main Toh Laaya Re) - 2
Ab Toh No Hota Hai Ek Roz Intezaar
Soni Aaj Nahi Toh Kal Hai Tujhko Toh Bas Meri Honi Re
Tenu Leke Main Javanga, Dil Deke Main Javanga - 2

Hey Ya... Hey Ya...
Aa Keh De Zamane Se, Tu Mere Ishq Ki Hai Daastaan
Hey Ya... Hey Ya...
O Jaaniya Keh De Bahaane Se
Main Tera Jism Hoon, Tu Meri Jaan
Kuch Na Chupa
Mushkilon Se Milta Hai Aisa Sona Pyar
Soni Cheez Tere Jaisi Na Mujhko Na Mujhko Khoni Re
Tenu Leke Main Javanga, Dil Deke Main Javana

Kripa cursed him fiercely in her mind, plotting all sorts of horrible punishments for him!
ANGAD KHANNA!!! MAIN TUMHEY DEKH LOONGI ! JUST WAIT TILL I GET FREE!


The car raced over some bridge........Kripa could guess it was a bridge from the metal plates it crossed over, which made clanging sounds. Then they were moving fast down some road.......there were no sounds outside of honking bus or car horns, or trams passing by anymore. They must be on some deserted road.

Kripa's heart pounded loudly in her heaving chest.........where the heck was he taking her???

At last the car halted........he got out and slammed the door shut. There was utter silence all around, broken occasionally by the chirping of crickets.

The back door opened, she jumped out of her skin nervously. Then her heart settled down again and anger returned full force......directed at her captor, Angad!

His hands untied her blindfold first. It was pitch dark everywhere except for bright moonlight shining outside in mustard fields........he had opened the car windows through which a cool night air blew inside, stirring, blowing some hair strands acrosss her face. She jerked her head defiantly, throwing the tresses aside and glared at him. He was kneeling on the car seat beside her......she couldn't see him clearly, but his tall, awesome presence towered over her.

Her eyes threw darts of fury at him: NNNGGGGDDD?..MMMMNNNGGGG! ........she mumbled again, her lips and teeth straining against the cloth piece.
He gave a dry chuckle, reached out behind her and untied her mouth.

She started yelling at him at once: TUM PAGAL HO GAYE HO?? HOW DARE YOU DO THIS? YOU BRUTE! MUJHEY UTHAKAR KYUN LE AAYE? SHARAM NAHIN AATI ?? EK SHAREEF LADKI KE SAATH AISA KARTEY HUEY? BADTAMEEZ! YOU CRIMINAL!...... MAIN POLICE MEIN REPORT KAROONGI! ...........the tirade continued in her sweet, high-pitched voice.

He gritted his teeth and gazed at her shadowy face in exasperation!
There was just one way to shut her up!

He lunged at her suddenly, bearing her down upon the backseat. His mouth closed over hers, sealing her curse-spewing lips with a hard, dominating kiss!

Kripa was shellshocked! She lay under his heavy weight, as his firm male lips pressed down on her soft, pliant ones in a bruising kiss. Her eyes closed on their own, .feeling, learning the shape and texture of his lips again! He pressed harder........forcing her lips to open......she fought for breath, granting him entry, tasting his essence in her mouth.

Suddenly her senses returned, so did her fury........she struggled, wiggling desperately under him: MMmmmmmm!!..........she twisted her head, trying to dislodge his invading mouth.

He grasped her cheeks in his hands at once, cupping her face aggressively......holding her immobile under him as he deepened his kiss, drinking the nectar of her lips with complete abandon.

His heavy, muscular body rested on hers completely now..........she was intensely aware of his hard thighs pressing down on her legs, his steely chest crushing her softness! Inspite of her indignant anger, she could not deny her physical awareness of him. Her lips throbbed under his, a sweet pulsation spread from her lower belly to her legs.......she felt feminine, helpless, captive to his desire! He made her feel like a woman........tempted to surrender to him!

And that angered her even more..........she beat her bound hands against his chest violently, trying to push him away from her. He lifted his head finally........breathing heavily, staring down at her, his mouth wet from the torrid kiss.

She twisted again under him........looking up into his light brown eyes with a mixture of nervous trepidation and unwilling passion: Chhod do mujhey! Yeh kya kar rahey ho merey saath? ?........her voice trembled although she tried to sound threatening: Angad! Leave me alone! Merey haath pair khol do!

He smiled slowly, dangerously, his feral eyes glittering at her in the dark: Aur agar nahin khola toh? Kya kar logi tum?........his husky voice challenged her.

She gasped with indignation: Tum merey saath zabardasti nahin kar saktey! Yeh kya mazaaq hai? Abhi khol do yeh rassi!!........UFFF! Kitna tight baandha hai tumney! .How can you be so cruel?.........her furious eyes accused him of savagery.

Well! Jab seedhi tarah se tum nahin maani tab yahi raasta lena pada!...........he chucked softly, lowering his face on hers and rubbed his lips on her soft cheeks: Mmmm, u smell lovely! Kaun si perfume hai yeh? ........his mouth grazed down her jaws, kissing the delicate curve of her throat and neck.

His lower body moved provocatively over her, grinding into her softness. She panicked and protested loudly: ANGAD! JAANEY DO MUJHEY! KYA KAR RAHEY HO?

Angad lifted his head, looking at her with a wicked glint : Do you think Im going to rape you?

Her jaws fell open in shock: Nahin!!........she whispered in disbelief: .tum aisa nahin kar saktey!!

Kyun nahin kar sakta? Kya tum meri mardaangi per shaq kar rahi ho? His deep voice and intense eyes held mischief, humor and a sensual challenge!

Sorry, goldi, rima, ttimpy and all my readers for making you wait for the update but IF is really giving me trouble right now, all my posts are appearing twice, page numbers are messed up! 😭

Anyways check out this post just for some fun.....Bollywood stars as kids: 🥰 some of them are really cute! 😆

https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/bollywood/995299/childhood-pics-of-bollywood-stars-more-pix-pg2-and-3

PART 43

Ab hum kabhie judaa nahin hongey!...he whispered against her parted lips, his heated breath filling her mouth.

Nahin!! .she whispered back in his mouth: Kisiko chance nahin milega humein judaa karney ka! Tum mera pyaar ho, meri vishwaas ho! Main vaada karti hoon aur kisiko hamarey beech nahin aaney doongi!

He crushed her lips with his, they eagerly clung together in a passionate vow of love and trust, not to be broken by any person or circumstances.

A night owl screeched in a nearby banyan tree.......crickets chirped in the mustard fields as background symphony to their renewed vows of Love!

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They remained locked in a deep, passionate embrace for a long time, just content to feel each other's hearts beat in unison.

Kripa hid her face in the curve of his neck, breathing in his manly scent, her arms tightly looped around his neck as if to never let go. Angad rested his cheek on her silky hair, smiling slightly at her passionate surrender. Both felt a deep sense of relief that the pain of separation was over at last! The last few weeks had been torture for them, being apart, suffering silently. Now the floodgates had been opened, forgiveness had washed away all recriminations and misunderstandings. Both vowed silently to never let anything else come between them, not even their considerable egos.

Kripa suddenly started giggling softly, her breath tickling his neck. He raised his head and asked in bemused tone: Kya hua, Kripa? What are you laughing about?

Tum kitney pagal ho!.....she laughed, looking up at him: Mujhey kidnap karkey yahan le aaye, kheton ke beech ....sarson ke khet mein?........(she laughed harder, just thinking about the absurdity of the situation)

He laughed loudly, his deep voice echoing in the stillness of the mustard-fields : Tum jaisi junglee chidiya ko pakadney ke liye kheton mein jaana padta hai.

Kripa punched his chest in mock anger : Mujhey junglee kaha? Aur tum? You BRUTE! .abhi tak merey pair bandhey huey hain!!......CHALO, ABHI KHOL DO! ..she ordered him in an imperial tone, opening her eyes wide, pointing to her feet.

Angad bit his tongue......in his passion he hadnt even noticed her ankles were still tied.

She slid off his lap and put her feet up on his thighs : Abhi chaku se merey peir mat kaat dena!.. Gunda kahinka!

Angad gave her an arch look: Sorry toh kaha tha na, Queen Victoria! Iss bandey ki kya himmat tumhey ghaav lagaye! Phir apney logon se jaakar kahogi.....Off with his head!

Ahaa, shaat shaat (a Bengali saying)....aisa mat kaho!! kya main itni buri hoon? she pouted childishly at him.

He pinched her cheeks hard: Jaisi bhi ho, tum meri ho......abhi chupchap baitho, hilna mat, nahin toh.......he showed his knife threateningly.

She showed him her tongue defiantly, but stayed still as a statue, while he cut off the rope tying her feet together. She heaved a loud sigh of relief, stretching out to rub her sore ankles.

Kripa closed her eyes and trembled as his lips reached her knees, they burned her skin through the thin cloth of her salwar. She gasped as his hands ventured to her thighs......she sat up quickly, yanking her legs away from his reach: Hai Raam! Kya kar rahey ho?

He looked wickedly innocent: Kya hua? Kuchh hua kya?

She looked angrily at him: Zyada bholey mat bano......Shaitaan! I know what u were doing! Mujhey itni nadaan mat samajhna.

He held his ears: Yeh galti main kabhie nahin karoonga, Raani Sahiba! He laughed softly, then his expression changed to concern: Waisey .......tumhara khoon nikal raha tha?Can I......Can I take a look at it?

She looked suspiciously at him, saw he was genuinely concerned and removed her dupatta slowly, holding up the torn kameez with one hand.

Angad turned on the car light again and leaned to take a closer look at the cut, it was a small slit but still bleeding.

He clucked ruefully: Lagta hai tumhey Doctor ke paas le jaana padega, shayad tetanus injection ki zaroorat hogi!

She shuddered in fear: NAHIN! DOCTOR KE PAAS NAHIN!

He looked quizzically: Don't tell me you are afraid of needles. Merey Jhansi Ki Rani injections se darti hai? Hahahahahaha......

She looked embarassed: Nahin toh! Aisi baat nahin......mujhey tetanus shot ki koi zaroorat nahin.....aur phir iss haalat mein main kaisey Doctor ke office jaaoon? Wo log sochengey ki.......she turned a deep red, looking away from his amused eyes.

He completed it: Sochengey ke mainey tumharey saath zabardasti kee, yahi na? Sochney do!..mujhey koi parwah nahin. I just want you to be safe!

He started to get out of the backseat, Kripa pulled his hand: Nahin Angad! Main aisey nahin jaa sakti......hum dono ki izzat ka sawaal hai, sirf meri nahin.....akhbaar mein already tumharey baarey mein jo chhapaa hai, main nahin chahti koi iss fatee hui kameez ka galat matlab nikaley.

He stared at her for a long time, moved beyond words that she was more concerned about his public image than her own safety. His eyes softened with tender affection. He reached out and brushed her soft cheeks in a gentle caress: Tumhey meri itni fikr hai?......phir mujhey bhi mauka do tumhara ilaaj karney ka. Come on , lets go home. Main wahan tumhey first aid kar doonga.

Kripa's eyes widened in alarm: Ghar? Main iss haalat mein ghar kaisey jaoon? Tumharey parents kya sochengey? Aur phir wo log mujhey pasand bhi nahin kartey hain na?..

He looked into her dark, lovely eyes with amusement: Mera ghar nahin, HAMARA GHAR!

She was completely puzzled: Hamara Ghar? Matlab?

He took her hand in his, gazing deep into her innocent eyes: Tum mujhey trust karti ho na?

Haan!....she nodded vigorously to show her complete faith in him: Khud se bhi zyada.

Toh phir merey saath chalo......koi sawaal mat poochhna, okay? ....his amber eyes glinted amorously as he bent to kiss her hand. Her eyeslashes drooped in shyness as she tilted her head slightly.

He jumped out and went to the driver seat and started the car.

Kripa said: Thehro.....main saamney aati hoon.

She put on her shoes which had fallen off during the abduction and hopped forward to the passenger seat. She smiled archly at him: Main nahin chahti koi tumhey mera Driver samjhey.

He chuckled: Driver hi kya? Main toh tumhara ghulam hoon, My Queen! Hukm karkey toh dekho.

She slapped his arm lightly, giggling : Dhongi number One! Har waqt drama mat karo!

She frowned with a perplexed expression as a thought suddenly struck her: Lekin ek baat meri samajh mein nahin aayi.......Romesh Da aaj mujhey ghar le jaaney ke liye kyun nahin aaye? Aur tumhey kaisey pata chala ke Romesh Da nahin aayengey? How did you know ke main akeley jaa rahi thi?

He laughed loudly and pinched her cheek: SMART GIRL! So you figured it out already? Darasal yeh sab ek plan tha.....tumhey kidnap karney mein Kartik ne meri madad kee.....aur useeney tumharey Driver ko kahin aur bhej diya.

Kripa's mouth fell open: DADA? DADA NE TUMHARI MADAD KEE? HEY BHAGWAAN! MEREY APNEY DADA NE MERI KIDNAPPING MEIN TUMHARI MADAD KEE?

Angad chuckled: Haan, nahin toh aur kya karta. Jab usey sach ka pata chala toh wo bhi merey side per aa gaya.......aur tumhey tape sunaney ka yehi ek raasta tha.....seedhi tarah se tum merey saath nahin aati ......isiliye kidnap karna pada.

Kripa was fuming: DADA KO TOH MAIN DEKH LOONGI! USNEY MEREY SAATH?..JUST WAIT AND SEE MAIN USEY KYA KARTI HOON.......

The owl in the banyan tree flew away with a harsh screech at Kripa's loud threats.

KYUN NAHIN KAHUNGI? .Kripa faced him belligerently in the car seat: MAIN GHAR PAHUNCHKAR HI.........DADA KO.......(she paused dramatically).....MAIN DADA KO EK ZOR KI....JHAPPI DOONGI AUR THANKS KAHOONGI!......she ended with a flourish, grinning.

Angad was stupefied! .Kripa looked at his expressions change from nervous trepidation to relief and burst into shrill peals of laughter. A colony of bats flew screeching over the car towards the banyan tree.

Tumney kya socha tha? Main Dada ko gaaliyan doongi? ......Kripa laughed really hard, then gently slapped his chest.....Kyun? Kaisa laga mera mazaak, Mr. Smartypants?

Angad scowled at her in mock anger, trying to suppress his laughter: Kyaa pataa.....tum kab Maa Durga ya Kali Maa ka roop le lo? I didn't want Kartik to get into trouble because of me!

Kripa leaned closer to him and hugged his hefty arm, adoring him with her eyes: Nahin Angad, tumney aur Dada ne mujhpar bahut bada ehsaan kiya, meri aankhein khol dee, nahin toh main ek bahut badey dhokhey mein rehti.....aur tumhey hamesha ke liye kho deti!

Angad squeezed her lovingly and kissed her forehead: Yeh sab Thanks-Vanks bachakar rakhna, baad mein sood samet wapas loonga. .....he winked with a wicked promise which made her blush and hide her face in his biceps.

He kissed the top of her smooth head and smiled: Ab chalein? ....tumharey zakhm ka ilaaj karna hoga. .

She sat up straight and fastened her belt with an obedient smile .Angad started the car again and backed it out in reverse direction, heading back to the city, to the distant glow in the sky reflected from the neon lights of the meganopolis called Kolkata.

They glanced at each other with love shining through, as the car sped down the empty roads, this song played in the car stereo :

Humein tumsey hua hai pyaar hum kya karein

Aap hi batayen hum kya karein?

Aap se bhi haseen hain aapki yeh adayen

Hum iss adaa pe kyun naa marein?..

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Kripa was surprised!! Why did he bring her here? To the flat where......where she had confessed her love for the first time? She smiled with the memory of those precious moments.

Angad silently held the car door open, she stepped out, gazing at his smiling face with wonder, but didn't ask any questions.

For once she had vowed not ask him questions, just follow where he would lead. He held her hand and took her up to the spacious, airy 8^th floor flat and opened the door. Kripa's jaws dropped at the sight........the flat had FURNITURE !!!

There was a plush leather sofa set in the living-room, facing a flat-screen TV. A modern dinette set graced the small dining alcove.

She looked at Angad in surprise, he smiled mysteriously and swept his hand forward with a flourish:

Raani Sahiba, aapka flat tayyar hai.......andar jaakar dekhiye!

She stifled a giggle at his theatrics and stepped forward into the bedroom. There was a gorgeous Italian style double bed and a set of matching wardrobes. Angad's clothes were strewn on the bed!......a dark silk PJ set and some toiletries. There were two huge suitcases in one corner.

Her eyes took in the whole setup with shock and amazement! Angad was living here???

She turned around and looked at Angad in consternation : Angad....Kya tum yahin rehtey ho?

Haan.....(his eyes roved around the room coming to rest on her lovely countenance)....Ab yahi mera ghar hai"

Lekin......Lekin kyun? Kya tumney apna ghar chhod diya? .....distress was etched in her voice as she took several steps towards him, coming to stop right before him.

Nahin, Dad ne mujhey ghar se nikaal diya!....Angad grimaced slightly.

Her hands rested on his chest as she looked up anxiously at him: Kya tumney apney Dad se jhagda kiya? Uss party ki baat ko lekar?

He held her waist in both hands, shook his head ruefully: Nahin, wo baat nahin, news article chhapney ke baad Kanan ne shadi se inkaar kar diya, tab Dad ne mujhey nikal jaaney ko kaha.

Iska matlab yeh saraa dosh mera hai?.....Kripa sobbed suddenly and hid her face in his chest, crying softly: Ohh Angad! Im so sorry, meri vajeh se tum beghar ho gaye.......kaash uss raat main bazaar mein sabkey saamney tumhey beizzat naa karti.......mujhey maaf kar do.

He hugged her tightly and kissed her all over her hair, her bobbing head, then lifted her face and kissed her salty lips: Please mat rona, Kripa, its not ur fault! I swear, Sweetheart! Tumhara ismein koi dosh nahin. Yeh sab toh hona hi tha! Waisey bhi main sagai se inkaar kar deta, aur Dad mujey ghar se nikaal hi detey. Newspaper article was just a coincidence, Buss!....now don't blame yourself for it!

She looked up at him in tearful wonder : Angad, tum mujhsey itna pyaar kartey ho, merey liye apna ghar parivaar bhi chhod rahey ho?

He cupped her chin and smiled adoringly into her wet eyes: Tumhara pyaar hi meri sabsey badi daulat hai, mujhey aur kuchh nahin chahiye. Aur parivaar mainey nahin chhoda, Mom wants me to go back lekin Dad?.....you know how he is......tumney toh apney kanon se suna wo kya chahtey hain. Aur main unhey kaamyab kabhie nahin honay doonga. Main kisi bhi haal mein tumhey khona nahin chahta!......he hugged her fiercely again.

She returned his embrace, encircling his broad girth with her arms: Main bhi ab kisi bhi haal mein tumsey door nahin jaaoongi. Main sirf tumhari hoon.

Angad soothed her emotional outbursts for some time, stroking her hair, caressing her back, then pulled her away: Ab chalo, main tumhey First Aid deta hoon.

He took her to the bathroom and opened the wall cabinet. The neatnick Angad had arranged everything perfectly. A First-Aid box with all the supplies rested in the cabinet.

She took his hand and kissed it affectionately: Kuchh nahin hoga, Angad! Don't worry, aur phir mujhey theek se yaad nahin, but I think 2 saal pehley mainey tetanus shots liye the......kahin stage per nail chubh gaya tha.

He frowned sternly at her: Kripaaa, you should be more careful!! .

Okay Dadajee, absey bahut carefully rahungi ! ..she teased him, giggling.

He pulled her cheek and looked down at her torn dress: Lekin ab iss phatey kameez ka kya hoga? Tum ghar kaisey jaogi?

She gasped as she suddenly remembered how late it was: Oh Maago! Itni der ho gayi! Maa Baba toh ab tak Police mein report kar chukey hongey......Beti is missing! Ohh Maa, ab main kaisey itni raat ko ghar jaaoongi? Kya kahoongi unsey??..she panicked, shaking her hands frantically.

He caught her hands and chuckled: KRIPAAA......calm down! Don't worry! Everything has been taken care of! Kartik ne tumharey parents ko bataya hai tum uskey saath ek dost ke ghar gayi ho aur uskey car mein hi wapas aaogi. We have till midnight.......ghabraney ki koi baat nahin.

She looked at him in awe: Tumhara brain hai ya plan bananey ki factory?

Dheerey dheerey sab jaan jaogi, Jaaneman!! ..Angad Khanna kiss cheez ka naam hai.....his eyebrows danced in wicked mirth even as he smirked.

Ahaa ha ha.......badey aaye merey Sher-E-Punjab! Ab jaao toh, Gaadi se meri handbag lekar aao, usmein safety pins hain. Main apna kameez pin kar loongi.

Jo hukm, Rani Sahiba, main yun gaya aur yun aaya!...... Angad rushed out of the flat to bring her purse from the car parked downstairs.

She hummed a merry tune, going around the flat, fixing this, arranging that. She felt like a married woman already! She imagined this was hers and Angad's flat, that they would live here as husband and wife. She would cook in the little kitchen, they would eat at the dinette, retire at night to that ornate double bed.......her train of thoughts braked to a halt and she blushed severely, conjuring up intimate details of what would happen after that! She hid her red-hot face in her hands, the kameez fell open from her grasp.

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A sharp intake of breath made her aware Angad was back with her purse. She removed her hands and looked at him.....he was staring at her cleavage, at the plump swells protruding over her undergarment. She blushed deeper, her hands covering her bared chest instinctively. His eyes met hers with a deep hunger, a pulsating desire in their amber depths. Her eyes fell before his torrid gaze, as she felt the same excitement course through her innocent body.

He came slowly towards her, held out the purse, swallowed twice and managed to say in a hoarse voice: Yeh lo tumhara purse, help lagey toh kehna.......he looked away with his heart pounding, his desire raging like a storm, but reined in by her shyness and reluctance.

He looked away as she took her purse and took out some pins. He gritted his teeth: Main kitchen mein chai banata hoon......and turned around to leave.

Angad?..she whispered.

He turned around sharply.....she came towards him slowly. She couldn't deny him any longer, she couldn't deny herself the pleasure of his touch! She needed him to touch her as much as he needed to feel her softness. She belonged to him already, then why be miserly with her bounty?

Their eyes locked in an eternal moment, their pulses raced, there was a question in his eyes, a surrender in hers.

She silently took his hand and placed it on her bare chest, closing her eyes with a shuddering sigh. Angad trembled at the first feel of her softness, his hand slipped inside and completely covered a swell. He groaned deeply in his throat and pulled her into his arms. He kissed her hungrily like a starving man: Oh Kripa, I love you, Tum kitni meethi ho, so soft, so sweet!......he moaned into her trembling lips, crushing them fiercely as his hands eagerly explored her softness.

Kripa's knees buckled as his rough palm cupped her, his thumb stroking her swollen tip. She felt a sweet pulsation flood her insides and would have fallen if he wasn't holding her tightly with one arm.

His lips angled over hers, rubbing, probing, tasting her mouth, while his hand restlessly pressed her bountiful softness. She moaned deeply into his mouth, as sharp stabs of delight assailed her legs and thighs.

Suddenly, he scooped her up in his arms and carried her to the plush leather couch. He laid her on the cushions and leaned over her, his lips glistening from her kiss, his hungry eyes roving over her exposed chest.

Kripa looked up into his desirous eyes with apprehension and excitement racing through her wildly beating heart.

If he wanted her now, would she be able to stop him?

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pallavi

AJT ..Part 50

Kartik reprimanded Mishti in a low voice when the sisters reached home.

Mishti was appropriately contrite but bristled up as soon as her brother blamed Josh for her drunken stupor.

DADA! PLEASE AISA MAT KAHO! Ismein Josh ka poora dosh nahin. Main koi bachchi nahin jo wo mujhey zabardasti pilayega. I was also enjoying the Bhang. I liked its taste........she added defensively.

Kripa rolled her eyes visibly........when will Dee ever realize what kind of a guy Josh was? She was still in DENIAL! Didn't she realize why Josh had taken her to his bedroom? And it had mirrors all over too!

Kartik continued in a low voice: Theek hai, ek minute ke liye maan leta hoon tuney khud peeya..........but what were u thinking? Tu khud ek med student hai aur tujhey nasha karney ka anjaam maloom nahin?

Mishti shrugged nonchalantly: Main medical student toh kya hua? Main bhi insaan hoon. Galti ho jaati hai kabhie kabhie .I thought I could tolerate it, But........Khair Dada, wo sab jaaney do, ab nasha utar gaya hai. Tum apni sunao, yeh hum kya sun rahey hain? Tumney Aliyah ko propose kiya? Wow Kya baat hai! Itni jaldi? Tum toh Toofan Express nikley! ..........she laughed rather enviously.

Kartik laughed, joyful at once: Haan! I don't believe in wasting time, jab hum dono ek doosrey se pyaar kartey hain tab der kis baat ki? Maa ko bhi chein milega, itney din baad ek bahu milegi. Kabsey mera sar khaa rahi thi, shadi kar le-----shadi kar le.

Kripa hugged her him fondly: Ohh Dada, Im so happy for the two of u!

Haan, Shona! .....ab dekh kitney mazey ki baat hai, Main aur Angad ek doosrey ke Saala hongey aur Jamaibabu bhi.

Kripa giggled: Aur main aur Allie, ek doosrey ke Bhabhi aur Nanad bhi.

Double rishta means double trouble! Kartik joked.

Kripa chuckled: Haan, ab main sasural ki burai bhi nahin kar sakoongi! ....kyunki wo meri Bhabhi ki maayka hogi.

Mishti smiled faintly, feeling left out and strangely deprived.

At the dinner table that night, Kartik broke the news to his parents: Maa.....Baba, main shadi karna chahta hoon. Aur mainey ek ladki bhi pasand kar liya hai........he confessed, blushing cutely.

Gayatri jumped up from ladling Mangshor Jhol (Mutton Curry) on her husband's plate: KYA KAHA ? KAHAN HAI? KAUN HAI? KYA NAAM HAI? KAHAN KI REHNEY WALI HAI?

Kartik guffawed: Maaaa. Aap toh Rapidfire round se bhi zyada tez sawaal kar rahi hain! Thoda thehriye toh, main abhi batata hoon.

Gayatri was almost trembling with excitement but somehow sat down, grinning from ear to ear.

Kartik gave a short introduction of Aliyah, her family, her educational feats and her extended family, the Khannas in Kolkata.

Gayatri frowned a little: Angad ki behen? Kya matlab? Kya yeh wahi Angad hai jisney Kripa ke saath badtameezi kiya tha?

Kripa blushed and quickly defended her Man : Nahin Maa, wo sab ek misunderstanding thi. Angad bahut nek insaan hai, mainey hi usey galat samjha tha (reddening steadily while Mishti gave her a teasing kick under the table)...........she glared at Dee and continued stammering: Maa, actually Aliyah bahut pyaari ladki hai........ saaf dil aur straightforward , aapko bahut achchi bahu milegi.

Lekin Khoka! .Gayatri still had doubts: Wo toh Punjabi hain na? Aur hum Bangali, phir?

Kartik smiled: Toh kya hua? Aajkal yeh sab toh bahut common hai. Kuchh din pehley hi toh merey dost Dipankar ne ek Punjabi ladki se shadi kee, ab dono Chandigarh mein rehtey hain.

Anirbaan, who was quiet so long, spoke up: Khoka, Aliyah ke parents kya kartey hain?

Kartik told him about Allie's father owning a tea estate near Darjeeling.

Arey Baap Rey! Itney ameer hain wo log? Gayatri was round-eyed: Tab wo iss rishtey se raazi kyun hongey ?

Kartik assured her: Nahin Ma, Aliyah ke Maa-Baap uski marzi se hi shadi taye karengey. Im sure unhey koi problem nahin hogi.

Shadi ke baad?..Gayatri expressed her inner fears of losing her son after marriage: Shadi ke baad kya wo yahan reh sakegi? Iss flat mein? Itney ameer ghar ki Beti hai?.

He grinned: Maa, hamara ghar chhota hai lekin hamarey dil badey hain. Usey sirf aapkey dil mein jageh chahiye aur kuchh nahin. Haan, lekin do baatein hain. Aliyah Journalism ki student hai, shadi ke baad padhayi khatam karegi aur naukri bhi karegi. Hum usey rokengey nahin. Aur doosri baat (he sniggered)......usey khana banana, ghar ke kaam kaaj bilkul nahin aatey. Shes.......Different! (he concluded with a twinkle in his eyes)

Kripa suppressed a giggle, then burst out laughing: AHAA REY! Ab merey Petuk Dada ko apney biwi ke haath ka khana naseeb nahin hoga.

Mishti joined in the ragging: Eeeshhh, ab Dada ko Murhi Chanachur khakar jeena padega.

Gayatri smiled sweetly: Main hoon na, Main bahu ko sab kuch sikha doongi. Akhir yeh ghar parivaar ek din useeko toh sambhalna hai.

Kripa and Mishti fell silent, contemplating they would have to leave their beloved Maayka and parents after marriage. Aisa kyun hota hai ke Beta bahu laata hai aur Beti ghar se vidaa hoti hai?

Kripa mused.......agar main Angad se kahoon toh wo Ghar Jamaai banney ke liye bhi raazi ho jayega, He will do anything for me. But do I want that? Noo!!..I want our privacy in our flat, our little Love Nest. She blushed at the direction of her thoughts.

Kartik informed his parents that 2 weeks later, he will be accompanying Aliyah to Darjeeling, to meet her parents and ask for her hand in marriage.

Anirbaan frowned: Tu akela hi jayega? Lekin yeh kaam toh hamara hai na? Humein jaana chahiye.

Kartik nodded gravely: Aap dono bhi chaliye, bahut achha hoga. Sab milkar chalein toh Holiday bhi ho jayegi.

Kripa rolled her eyes: Naa Baba! Humein koi Kebab mein haddi nahin ban-na hai!

Kartik playfully slapped her head, she laughed.

Gayatri shook her head, smiling: Khoka, iss baar tu hi hokar aa, Aliyah ke Maa Baap se mil le.......unsey parichay kar le......phir hum jayengey. Humara wahan bin bulaye jaana theek nahin hoga.

Anirbaan agreed: Haan, Tumhari Maa theek keh rahi hai. Pehley tum jaao aur unsey jaan pehchan kar lo.

Gayatri added: Aur phir shadi toh Kalkattey mein hi hogi na, wahan pahadon mein thodey hi hogi?

Kripa and Mishti brooded silently, envying Kartik slightly and wishing their nuptials were also in planning stage like his.

Gayatri asked eagerly: Tu humein Aliyah se kab mila raha hai? Main apney honay wali bahu ko dekhney ke liye badi bechain hoon.

Kartik smiled bashfully, scratching his head with his left hand: Agar aap kahein toh main kal hi usey yahan le aaoonga. Wo bhi aap dono se milna chahti hai.

Mishti laughed mockingly : Dada, kal Allie ko sari pehenkar aaney ko kehna, nahin toh jeans aur shirt pehenkar chali aayegi.

Kripa defended Angad's sister: Toh kya hua? Wo jeans aur Kurti mein bhi bahut achhi lagti hai.

Mishti quirked one eyebrow and smirked at her. Kripa bit her lips and kept quiet before her Dee spilled the beans about her and Angad.

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Angad and Shabbir enjoyed a delicious Holi dinne, sent by Naina from Nizam's, which makes Kolkata's best Mutton Biryani.

They relaxed in the living room in front of the flat screen TV with coffee cups in their hands.

Shabbir shifted uneasily, wondering how to broach the subject.

Angad understood his signals and turned off the cricket match on TV.

Shabbir, tu mujhey kuchh batana chahta tha ? Kya hua? Kuchh problems hain kya? Delhi mein terey parents?.

Nahin! Shabbir quickly denied: They are fine. Darasal main tujhey Josh......ke baarey mein kuchh batana chahta tha.

Josh? .Angad frowned. Haan, aaj Holi mein usney toh hadd kar dee. Mishti ko apney bedroom mein le jaakar usney theek nahin kiya. Shayad uskey iraadey galat nahin the, Mishti bhi behosh thi, isliye?..

Shabbir interrupted indignantly: Angad, Josh kitna gir gaya hai tu soch bhi nahin sakta hai, Yaar! Tu poora sach nahin jaanta..........Jab main uskey room mein pahuncha tab wo.....

Shabbir told Angad all about how he had found both Josh and Mishti undressed in the room, how belligerent and offensive Josh had been. Clearly his intentions had been to molest her while she was unconscious.

Angad's jaws tightened with anger: Mujhey kuchh aisa hi shaq tha ........lekin jab hum room mein pahunchey tab toh?..

Tab tak Josh ne Mishti ko kapdey pehna diye the, merey orders per. Main nahin chahta tha Kripa apni behen ko uss haalat mein dekhey.

Angad sighed gratefully: Thanks Yaar! I know, Kripa would have been even more shocked and mad at Josh. Lekin uss kambakht ka iraada kya hai? Kyun wo Mishti ke zindagi se khilwaad kar raha hai? Is he playing with her feelings? Kyun? Usey kya ladkiyon ki kamee hai? Uskey jaisey ameer playboy ke ird-gird ladkiyan ghoomti hain. Phir wo Mishti ko barbaad karney per kyun tula hua hai?

Shabbir curled his lips in disdain: I think he finds girls like Mishti a challenge. Middle-class ki, sanskaron wali, honhaar student, bright future. Usko barbaad karney mein usey kuchh ajeeb kism ka anand milta hoga. Actually, Angad, I think Josh is so jaded now he doesn't get thrills out of any of his affairs, isiliey wo ab masoom ladkiyon ko apna shikaar banana chahta hai. Yahan tak ke Kripa ko bhi.......(he fell silent, his hands gripping the coffee cup tightly)

Kripa ko bhi?......Angad jumped on him at once: WHAT DO U MEAN, KRIPA KO BHI? .....KYA KIYA HAI USNEY KRIPA KE SAATH?

Shabbir took a deep breath, there was no return now. He would have to spill the beans for the sake of Kripa's future safety. Even if it meant breaking all ties with Josh.

In a slow, steady voice, he told Angad how he had spied Josh creeping out of the Guestroom immediately after Angad carried Kripa out of it.

Mujhey shaq hai, Josh uss kamrey mein tha.......jab Kripa wahan behosh padi thi. Jab tu kamrey mein gaya toh tuney kuchh notice kiya tha kya?

Angad paled suddenly, whispering: Oh My GOD! Josh wahan tha! OH GOD! he suddenly remembered a sozzled Kripa insisting that he had kissed her, touched her body.....now he realized what that meant! Kripa had NOT been dreaming of him kissing and loving her. It was Josh, who had been there........Angad gripped his head as rage exploded in him!

THAT B******! I WILL KILL HIM! .he jumped up, almost kicking the coffee table out of the way: HE TRIED TO MOLEST MY GIRL? MERI KRIPA KO USNEY HAATH LAGAYA! I WILL KILL HIM! THAT *&^%#$@?..

Shabbir leaped and caught his arms, trying to subdue him: Angad, control yourself! Im sure wo zyada kuch nahin kar paaya.......tu wahan waqt per pahunch gaya tha..

OH GOD!......Angad suddenly dropped down on the couch, clasping his forehead, realizing how close Kripa had been to being molested in her drunken state, just like Shabbir's fiancee Seema.

He mumbled, shaking his head in shocked disbelief : How could he do this to me? Main uska bachpan ka dost hoon?.Kripa meri honay wali biwi hai. How could he try to molest her? .DAMN YOU, JOSH! MAIN TUJHEY CHHODUNGA NAHIN! ......he shook with anger and fear.

If he hadnt turned back and gone inside the guest-room, Kripa would have been......his hands and feet turned cold, remembering Seema.

He raised his head and looked at Shabbir with bloodshot eyes.

Shabbir looked concerned and patted his shoulder comfortingly : Khair Angad, jaaney de, apna dil chhota mat kar. Josh doesn't deserve ur friendship. Cut him out of ur life aur Kripa ko bhi savdhan kar de. Mishti ko bhi iss baarey mein chetavani milni chahiye. Warn both of them.

Angad suddenly grasped Shabbir's hands, looking at him with deep gratitude: Thanks Shabbir! Agar aaj tu theek waqt per nahin aata aur Kripa ke baarey mein nahin poochhta toh meri Kripa.......

He couldn't go on, just looked wildly disturbed and enraged.

Shabbir smiled sadly: Main apney Seema ko nahin bacha paaya, shayad isliye Khuda mujhey doosra chance de rahey hain.

The two friends hugged, with a wealth of understanding and shared trauma between them.

Seema was a Science student at Delhi University with her own set of friends who partied hard on weekends. It was at one such fateful Saturday night party that it happened!

Seema called Shabbir, asking him to join her for a friend's 20^th birthday party at a 5 star Hotel in Central Delhi.

Shabbir had already promised the guys that he would go play pool with them.

They teased him mercilessly till he caved in: Okay, Guys, Put a lid on it! I will tell Seema I cant go!

He called Seema that he had already promised his pals he would play pool with them. Seema was disappointed but wished him a good time and hung up. That was the last time he talked to her.

Early next morning, he was woken up by the shrill sounds of a telephone ringing. Angad, who was already up, exercising, picked up the phone first.

He passed on the phone to Shabbir with a pale face.

Shabbir scrambled out of the covers, his heart thumping loudly all of a sudden: Kya hua?

Angad whispered: Seema! .....

Kya hua Seema ko?......Shabbir took the phone with nervous hands. and heard the horrible truth!

Seema was dead. She had jumped from the 20^th floor of the Hotel. Her unclothed body was lying broken and twisted on the pavement below, when it was discovered by a Hotel Guard.

The whole world turned black as he passed out with the shock of the news. It was Angad who revived him, accompanied him to the Police Station, to the morgue.

Then the awful truth came out. Seema had been drugged at the party. Somebody had slipped a mickey into her soda, because she never touched alcohol. She had been taken up to the 20^th floor room, in an unconscious state, where she had been molested by several unknown miscreants, who then left her in that state and vanished into thin air.

None of Seema's girlfriends knew about this as they were too busy dancing and partying, some of them drunk or "high" themselves.

When Seema regained consciousness in the darkness of early dawn, she had realized what had happened to her. Still in a drugged, dazed state, she had staggered to the balcony and jumped down to her death.

But Police had their suspicions, that she might have been pushed down by the criminals to hide their awful deeds.

There was a thorough and intense investigation. Seema's parents and brother arrived from Chandigarh. Shabbir couldn't look them in the eyes, he felt responsible for Seema's horrible fate.

Through those traumatic months, Angad was constantly at Shabbir's side, consoling him, helping him try to find out who had done the horrible deed.

And then the unthinkable happened! A chance lead exposed two of the molesters. A Bellboy at the Hotel remembered spotting two men sneaking out of that room after 3 am. He gave descriptions of the men to the CBI, whose artist then drew sketches for composite pictures of the two criminals. CBI showed those sketches to Seema's family and Shabbir.

HORROR, MORE HORROR was in store for Shabbir! It was two of HIS friends who had done this! Two of the guys who had dragged him to play pool that night had left early, complaining of headaches. They had sneaked into the party, drugged Seema's drink, carried her up to the room and molested her.

The two guys confessed when the Bellboy identified them positively. But they denied killing her, they insisted she had been alive when they left the room. Alive and barely conscious.

Shabbir was completely broken! He suffered from severe shock and had to undergo therapy. Guys who he had once called friends, they had destroyed Seema, wiped her out of his life!! What could be worse than this?

He wanted to KILL them ! He raged helplessly, night after night, imagining the ways he would kill them. But they were in jail, awaiting trial.

Then Divine Justice intervened!

Both the guys were stabbed to death in a prison brawl even before the painful trial started.

Was it really God's hand? Shabbir and Angad suspected it wasn't! Seema?s father was a powerful man, he had "ordered" those deaths to avenge his daughter.

Shabbir completed his degree and left Delhi. He followed Angad to Kolkata and rented a flat there, trying to escape from the painful memories.

And now Josh had tried to do the same to Angad that his so called friends had done to his beloved. This was the last straw! Josh didn't deserve any more chances at redeeming himself.

Angad lay awake, tossing and turning all night. His head was boiling with fury, his brain felt like it would explode!

Merey dosti ka yeh silaa diya Josh ne? How dare he touch Kripa!! Usney merey pyaar ko be-abroo karney ki koshish kee? Uski izzat per hamlaa kiya?.

Gradually all the pieces of the puzzle fell into place. Josh insisting on giving bhang to all the ladies. He must have planned all this, to have his way with either or both of the sisters.

Angad got up and went to the bathroom. He splashed cold water on his face and neck, to cool his head. He looked in the mirror, at his bloodshot eyes.

Tomorrow Im going to deal with that *******! I will confront him with the truth! I have always supported him through thick and thin because of his family troubles.

Kripa sach kehti thi, mainey hi nahin maana. I couldn't believe Josh would grope her or misbehave with her! Toh isiliye aaj subah Kripa ne Josh ko gira diya tha, tent mein jab wo rang laga raha tha.

He couldn't help smiling even in his fury......Jai Ho merey Teekhi Mirchi ki!.....she knew Josh was groping her so she kicked him!

Shabash meri Queen Victoria!.....he thought fondly. Suddenly he missed his little Firecracker. He felt like talking to her, even hearing her voice would heal him and soothe the feelings of betrayal and fear gnawing at his heart now.

It was 2 AM but Angad was hardly in a state to notice time. He called Kripa?s mobile.

She was sleeping soundly but the call of love woke her up.

Angad?......she whispered sleepily, Tum? Itni raat ko? Sab theek toh hai na?....she sat up in sudden alarm.

Im sorry, Kripa! Angad said whimsically, his heart already soothed by her sweet voice: Mainey tumko jagaa diya. I just wanted to talk to you! Im missing you, Jaan!

She smiled shyly, rubbing the mobile to her pink cheeks, imagining it was his broad hand caressing her: Im missing you too, Angad! Kal raat ko hum ek saath dinner nahin kar sakey na? Aaj raat ko main zaroor aaoongi tumharey paas. Just wait for me, Dance school ke turant baad hi chali aaoongi.

Thanks Sweetheart! Haan, tumharey bina mera har shaam adhoora hai. Tum aogi toh tumharey saath kuchh zaroori baatein karoonga.

Kripa frowned, she could feel Angad was disturbed for some reason: Angad, sach bataao kuch hua kya?

Angad lied, he didn't want her to be upset right then: Nahin, aisa kuchh nahin, kal baat karengey, ab tum so jaao. Sweet Dreams!.......he blew a soft kiss into the mobile.

Kripa blushed and kissed him back through her mobile: Good Night, Angad!

Both lovers sighed, wishing the distance from Tollygunge to Bhawanipur did not exist between them and they could kiss for real.

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pallavi

AJT…..PART 29

Basu household was in an uproar that evening, as the siblings got dressed for that evening's party. All three wanted to impress and charm their respective partners and tried their best to dress up accordingly.

Kartik emerged from his room holding up a dark suit and green tie:….KHUKU! SHONA! DEKH TOH ZARA!

His sisters peered from their respective rooms: KYA HAI, DADA?
DEKH TOH YEH SUIT AUR TIE THEEK HAI?…..he held them up with a confused face.

Mishti laughed out loud and came out: DADA!……itney badey company ke Executive ho aur tie choose karna nahin aata? Black suit ke saath green tie? Isshhh! Maago! Abhi Tie badlo!

Kripa frowned: Lekin Dada, tum dance party mein suit pehenkar kyun jaa rahey ho? Kuchh casual wear pehno…..

Kartik looked puzzled: Lekin party toh Calcutta Club mein hai na? Wahan toh formal dress hi chalta hai ….as far as I know?

Kripa realized: Arey haan, yeh toh mainey socha nahin tha…..phir toh mujey bhi saari pehenni padegi! Didi , kya tum bhi sari pehen rahi ho?

Nahin rey! Main toh Salwar pehnoongi! ……she moved closer to Kripa and whispered: Josh ko saris pasand nahin….bolta hai behenjee lagti hoon!

Kripa frowned: Kyun? Sari mein toh tum achhi lagti ho? Anyways main toh sari hi pehnoongi. Koi Behenjee kahey ya kuchh bhi…..
She thought with a shy smile : Angad ne aaj tak mujey sari mein nahin dekha….I know he will like it!

She found a dark blue chiffon sari with zari designs that she had bought for a cousin's wedding. It was perfect for that evening !
She dressed up with special care….lining her eyes with kohl and blue eyeshadow. A light gold set completed her outfit, dangling earrings, gold chain with sapphire pendant and light bangles. She tied up her hair in a chignon….then let it down again when she didn't like the stern effect. She knew Angad would like her hair to be open….and falling like a curtain down her back. She sprayed her hair with gel and brush-dried till it was a smooth fall of silk.

Kripa stood in front of the mirror and surveyed herself…..she half-closed her eyes and imagined how she would appear in HIS eyes……the man she loved, the man she wanted to charm tonight with her appearance.

She imagined him standing in the mirror, staring at her with love and desire. Her lips throbbed with the memory of his scorching kiss from that morning. She touched her slightly swollen lips and blushed…..and hid her face in her hands….then parted her fingers and looked thru them again…..he was still standing there before her, in the mirror, gazing at her with those intense eyes!
Angad…..tumney mujhpar yeh kya jadoo kar diya? Har jagah dekhti hoon toh sirf tum hi tum nazar aatey ho!! Kya iss bekhudi ka naam hi pyaar hai? Main tum mein kahin ghum ho gayi hoon….mera wajood ab nahin raha….main sirf tumhari hoon…sirf tumhari!
Every heartbeat proclaimed that she was his forever!



Gayatri and Anirban, the proud parents surveyed their good-looking offspring in party apparel.
Kartik, all suave and dashing in a dark suit and silver blue tie, Mishti looking gorgeous in a fluorescent pink Indo-Western dress and Kripa, all elegant and beautiful in her dark blue sari.

Gayatri smiled heartwarmingly: Baaah! Tum teenon aaj bahut sundar lag rahey ho! Kahin merey bachchon ko kisiki nazar naa lag jaye. Aao main nazar utaar doon!

Maaaa! Aap bhi na….ab bhi in baaton mein vishwaas rakhtey hain!…..Mishti grumbled but let her mother do a short jaap on her forehead too.

Gayatri held Kripa's chin and squeezed her cheeks, laughing fondly : Meri chhotto (little) Shona aaj bilkul lady lag rahi hai! Lagta hai jaldi hi teri shadi karni padegi!

Maaa! Aap bhi Dada ki tarah shuru ho gaye? Pehley unki shadi toh karaao, nahin toh kunwarey hi reh jayengey!....…..Kripa protested but blushed consciously….she wasn't so averse to shadi anymore, now that Angad was in her life.

Anirbaan wished them a good time at the party and warned them not to stay out after midnight.
Romesh Da was waiting with the family chariot (car) to take the three to the party.

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A slightly different scene was being played out in Khanna House.
Anitah jumped up excitedly at the mention of a party: Oh My God! Kahan party? Kiski party? Kitney bajey? Kaun kaun aa raha hai?

Aaliyah laughed: Tujhey party mein jaana hai ya investigation karni hai? Itney saarey sawaal kyun poochh rahi hai?

Pleaasseee, Allie, bataa na! Kiski party hai? ….Anitah was desperate to know.
Josh ki party hai, achha? Ab ho gayi na tasalli? Ab chal! Tayyar ho jaaa…..

Josh ki party? Lekin wo toh Angad ka dost hai, humein kyun bulaya?

Of-ffo…..phir se sawaal? Kya Bhai ka dost humein bula nahin sakta? Now come on, get Ready! Brother ne 6 bajey ready honay ko kaha hai! ……Aliyah instinctively hid the fact that the party was being held in honor of Kripa's Dance performance.

Naina, all dressed up in a black chiffon, was leaving for a Lion's Club Annual dinner. She was stunned to see the three coming down the stairs all decked up.
Tum teenon itna saj-dhajkey kahan jaa rahey ho?.... She enquired suspiciously.

Angad shrugged casually: Mom! Josh ki party hai Calcutta Club mein….wahan sabko invite kiya hai!

Josh ka party? Kahin uska birthday toh nahin? Aaliyah aur Anitah ko kyun bulaya?

Angad was irritated at the Spanish Inquisition: Mom, Josh in dono ko kyun nahin bula sakta? Main bhi toh Harshini ke ghar aata jaata hoon?

Okay, Beta! Go and have fun!….…..she suddenly noticed Aaliyah was wearing a green zardozi salwar for the first time.

She halted in surprise: Wow, Allie! Aaj toh tu bahut charming lag rahi hai! Aisey hi kapdey pehna kar…..achhi lagti hai!

Thanks, Maasi! Aliyah reddened self consciously. Angad whistled a tune, rolling his eyes, teasing her. He knew she had dressed up for Kartik.

Naina looked with surprise at Angad…..she couldn't put her finger on it but these kids were behaving strangely tonight. She shrugged and geared her mind towards the High Society ladies whom she would impress that night with her new diamond set.

Dilip was already in the car so she hurried out with a quick goodbye, Enjoy urselves!
Angad grinned at Aliyah and they went out to his car. He had already packed his surprise for the evening for Kripa in his car. He would only take it out at the party!

The Khanna siblings entered the Club and were greeted fondly by Josh and Harshini.
Josh grabbed Angad's arm: Arey tu aa gaya? Chal merey saath chal……Im going to be DJ tonight! Help me choose the music…..tu toh musician hai, come on and help me!

Wait, mujhey car se kuchh le aana hai, then I will join you!…..Angad hurried out to the car to get his surprise for Kripa!

Harshini hugged Aliyah and Anitah and paid compliments about each other's dresses.

By the time the Basu siblings entered the party Hall, the music was playing full blast, Josh acting as DJ.
He saw Mishti and Kripa and jumped down from the dais: Heyyy, Mish Baby, Kripa! WELCOME!….you both look MINDBLOWING!!

He kissed Mishti on both cheeks and advanced towards Kripa….she backed away nervously, not wanting his smooches. Kartik entered behind his sisters , Josh backed off at once!

Hello, Kartik! Welcome, make yourself comfortable, Buddy! …..

Josh shook hands with Kartik who smiled affably: Thanks for inviting me!

Kripa's eyes were searching for her beloved: ….Angad kahan hai?….she mumbled half to herself.

Josh smirked: Abhi aata hi hoga! Usney tumharey liye kuchh surprise plan kar rakha hai!

Really? She was excited! Angad wanted to surprise her? With what? She couldn't wait to find out!

Aaliyah came forward to greet Kartik…..both admired each other's appearance.

You look great! Kartik grinned!……
Same for you! Aaliyah grinned back at him.

They shook hands like buddies ….their hands lingered in each other's for a moment….then they retreated together to a quiet corner to chat in peace about their shared interests.

Josh grabbed Mishti's hand and pulled her to the dais where he was DJ……Mish, come and see my music collection, Yaar! Help me choose!

Kripa was dejected, she pouted in disappointment : Angad kahan gaya? Na jaaney kahan per hai? Buddhu! Mujhey yahan bulakar khud kahan gayab ho gaya hai!

Suddenly the room became dark, the blasting music stopped ........ a dazzling white spotlight shone on Kripa and a deep, husky voice announced:

DOSTON! AAJ KI SHAAM EK HASEEN KALAKAR KE NAAM……JISKI HONOR MEIN YEH PARTY RAKHI GAYI HAI! LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, PLEASE PUT YOUR HANDS TOGETHER FOR THE LADY OF THE EVENING, MS. KRIPA BASU! ……
all the guests gathered there clapped loudly, cheering on cue!

Kripa trembled at the sound of HIS voice , her eyes searched for him desperately in the darkness. It was coming from the direction of the spotlight, towards the dais.

And then she espied him, slowly descending the steps, guitar in hand, dressed in a dark leather jacket, leather jeans and punk style T-shirt, a large peace-sign locket hanging from his neck !

She was completely blown away by his new look! Or maybe that was his old look from his Rock-band days. She stared at him in fascination, her heart thumping loudly in excitement as he approached her, playing his guitar!

KRIPA! MAINEY AAJ PHIR SE SANGEET KO WAPAS PAAYA HAI, SIRF TUMHARI VAJEH SE….YOU HAVE INSPIRED ME! YOU HAVE SHOWN ME THE WAY BACK TO MUSIC! MEREY HAR GEET AB SE TUMHAREY NAAM!

His deep voice, sincere words sent thrilling shivers down her spine, her lovely face breaking out into a wide smile when he stopped in front of her.

Angad?…..she whispered in awe, wonder, amazement….at his new Avatar!
Haan, main hi hoon, Jaan! Lekin ab sirf tumhara Angad…..he spoke in a low voice which only she could hear. Bolo, tum merey geet sunna chahti ho?

Haan, haan, Pleasee, gaao na! ……she moved closer to him, smiling into his eyes.

He twanged the guitar chords and smiled……then he started singing, circling her as the spotlight moved on them…..the leather-clad rockstar and beautiful girl in midnight blue.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Qz0-FoIhNxY

jab kabhi main kho jaaun toh
mujhe dhundh loge naa
jab kabhi main tanha rahu
mera saath doge naa
jab kabhi mere behke kadam
tum thaam loge naa
jab kabhi main kho jaaun toh mujhe dhundh loge naa
jab kabhi main tanha rahu mera saath doge naa

jab kabhi mere mushkil ho dagar
tum sang chaloge naa
jab kabhi mere behke kadam
tum thaam loge naa

jab kabhi de aawaz dil tum sun loge naa
jab kabhi toote khwaab toh tum bun loge naa
jab kabhi mujhse ho khata mujhe baksha doge naa
jab kabhi meri num ho nazar mujhe pyar doge naa

jab kabhi ham na aye sanam tum jaan loge naa
jab kabhi mere aansu bahen unhe poch loge naa
jab kabhi umra dhal jaayegi mujhe yun hi chahoge naa
lo kasam kuchh bhi ho sanam tum durr jaaoge naa – 2

tum hi meri jaan ho tum hi armaan ho
tum hi dhadkanon mein ho sanam
dil ka yeh iraada hain tumse mera vaada hain
jeena marna tere sanam - 2

As he sang, he circled her constantly, admiring her in the sari, her creamy skin glowing in midnight blue like a pearl in a dark ocean. His arms brushed her silky curtain of hair as he passed behind her. Kripa shivered with delight, overjoyed at his return to music, admiring his musical talent, his deep, slightly husky voice, his expert guitar-playing.

All the guests and friends watched the amorous couple circling each other, engaged in heated eyelocks, smiling at each other. It was very much obvious that they were in love!

Prithvi, who had entered the party hall midway through the song, scowled at the pair…..he didn't like it at all. His smouldering gaze rested on Kripa possessively and threw daggers at encroaching Angad!

Anitah stared at them with narrowed eyes: Bhai kabsey iss ladki ke peechhey pad gaya? Yeh kya ho raha hai? Mujhey abhi Mama ko batana padega. Bhai iss dance teacher ke chakkar mein kaisey pada? Oh Gawd! SO TACKY! SO LS! Sari pehenkar aayi hai party mein! Sheeee…….Bhai ke choice ko kya hua?

Kartik frowned at Angad openly courting his sister. Aliyah nudged his arm: Itna pareshaan mat hona! My brother loves your sister. He wants to marry her! His intentions are honorable, I swear!

Kartik relaxed a little and smiled hesitantly: Lekin yeh dono toh jaani dushman the…..in dono mein pyaar kabsey hua?

Allie laughed: Aisey hi dushman dost ban jaatey hain aur nafrat pyaar mein badal jaata hai…..ab building ka problem bhi toh solve ho gaya. Bhai Kripa ko bahut chahta hai!

Kartik smiled broadly: Theek hai! Tum kehti ho toh maan leta hoon! But he better take good care of her!

She punched his arm humorously: Don't worry, he wont hurt her! Main apney Bhai ko achhi tarah se jaanti hoon!

Josh and Mishti grinned at each other and cuddled cozily on the dais.

Raj entered the hall and stared with dismay at Angad and Kripa. He muttered to himself: lagta hai Kripa toh apney haath se gayi! Well, too bad !…..he looked around, spotted Anitah in her bright red gown and started towards her. " Hmmm, that babe looks interesting! Let me go introduce myself to her!

The song ended, Angad stood in front of her…..they looked at each other for a few silent moments. Applause broke out in the Hall for Angad's song , snapping them out of their eyelock. He held out his hands to her with a loving smile, she stepped forward and placed her long, slim fingers in his broad palm.

She breathlessly gushed: Ohh Angad! Tum itna achha gaatey ho! Kitni dukh ki baat hai itney din tum apney talent ko chhupakar rakhey! Thanks so much! This is the best gift u could have given me!

He smiled: Anything for you, my love! I love u, Kripa! …..he drew her hands to his lips and kissed them, his warm mouth lingering on her jasmine-scented skin. She quivered with awareness but looked around!

She glanced quickly at Kartik and the others and tried to free her hands: Angad! Kya kar rahey ho? ….she muttered under her breath, red with embarassment and maidenly shyness: Sab dekh rahey hain! Please, sabkey saamney nahin!

He smiled mischievously: Pyaar karti ho aur sabkey saamney izhaar karney se darti ho? Darpok!

Her eyes snapped at him at once: Main darpok nahin hoon!

His wicked eyes challenged her: Toh phir sabkey saamney merey saath dance karo!
Theek hai! Im ready! ….her eyes answered his challenge proudly.

Toh phir ho jaye? …..he winked at her.
Haan, ho jaaye…..she winked back and giggled softly.

He strummed his guitar on a fast beat and then dropped it on one side, pulling her into his arms. He swung her around to the lilting beats of this song.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Haz2vTEaKEQ&feature=relat %20ed

Deewana tera hai, kasam yehi khaaye
Tere kadmon mein jhoomti bahaare bichha doonga
Jo tu mil jaaye, gazab ho jaaye
Teri duniya mein khushiyon ke mele laga doonga) - 2
O haseena, saath jeena, dosti ka haath de de
O haseena, dil jo chheena, dosti ka haath le le
Deewana tera hai, kasam yehi khaaye
Tere kadmon mein jhoomti bahaare bichha doonga
Jo tu mil jaaye, gazab ho jaaye
Teri duniya mein khushiyon ke mele laga doonga

Kripa swung and tilted in his arms, smiling up at him! His right hand circled her waist under the sari, resting on her bare skin, his left hand grasped her fingers. She was intoxicated with his touch, his voice, his eyes, his smile! They circled round and round. Other couples joined them on the floor, excited by their chemistry and the lilting song:

(Aasmaanon pe yehi hai likha
Naam tera hi hai mujhse juda) - 2
Tu to pad karke bhi anjaan hai
Yeh sataane ki hi pehchaan hai
Zid yehi hai, tu meri hai
Aarzoo yeh aakhri hai
Hai bada mushkil meri jaan tujhko samjhaana
Deewana tera hai, kasam yehi khaaye
Tere kadmon mein jhoomti bahaare bichha doonga
Jo tu mil jaaye, gazab ho jaaye
Teri duniya mein khushiyon ke mele laga doonga

Mishti and Josh danced cheek to cheek, intimately!
Kartik held out his hand for Aliyah to dance….she hesitated for a moment, not used to dancing…..then smiled and accepted his hand. Kartik took her in his arms and sighed with pleasure! He knew he had found the girl of his dreams. She looked so pretty in the green salwar……….plus she was smart, bold and lively and knew all about cricket, cars and motorbikes!

Aliyah smiled up at him….she liked him, she really liked him! For the first time in her life, she felt strange stirrings in her heart as she danced in his arms! Raj danced with Anitah, who seemed quite flattered to have found a good-looking partner!

Harshini danced with her boyfriend. Prithvi glowered in a corner, glancing hatefully at Angad…..that guy was dancing with Kripa! How dare he? And he was singing better than Prithvi which he couldn't tolerate!
Angad sang and danced with Kripa in his arms, both oblivious to Prithvi's hateful looks!

(Aap is dil ko dukhaate hai kyoon
Door yun katraake jaate hai kyoon) - 2
Kuch kami hum mein jo ho to bata de
Hum to khud ko bhi badalke dikha de
Baat jo bhi aap ki hai
Sar jhukaake maan li hai
Pyaar itna karne waala paayenge kahan
Deewana tera hai, kasam yehi khaaye
Tere kadmon mein jhoomti bahaare bichha doonga
Jo tu mil jaaye, ghazab ho jaaye
Teri duniya mein khushiyon ke mele laga doonga
O haseena, saath jeena, dosti ka haath de de
O haseena, dil jo chheena, dosti ka haath le le

Angad was on a roll, he sang one song after another.
Kripa joined him in the duets, blending her sweet voice with his deep baritone:

Watch A-K in this sweet vdo mix:

Keh raha hai dil deewana Jaaney jaan

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Lyrics:
--Male--
Keh rahaa hai dil deewana jaane jaa khaake kasam
Keh rahaa hai dil deewana jaane jaa khaake kasam
Hum ishq mein mar jaayenge
Kuch bhi sanam kar jaayenge
Chhodenge na daaman yaar ka
Wada raha wada raha wada raha pyar ka - 2

--Female--
Keh rahaa hai dil deewana jaane jaa khaake kasam

--Male--
Dooriyan na ab zara ho jaana
Saanson ke darmiyaan
Chhedti hai dhadkano ko pal pal
Mausam ki narmiyaan

--Female--
To aaja chaahaton ki shabnam pi le
Lamhon mein sadiyon ko ji le

--Male--
Keh raha hai pal suhaana jaane jaa khaake sanam

--Female--
Tu khayaalon ke hansi saaye mein rehta hai raat din
Kuch nahi hai zindagaani meri, ab tanhaa tere bin

--Male--
To aaja janmo ka bandhan jode
Thaam ke baahen na chhode

--Female--
Keh rahaa hai har fasaana jaane jaa khaake kasam

--Male--
Keh rahaa hai dil deewana jaane jaa khaake kasam

--Female--
Hum ishq mein mar jaayenge

--Male--
Kuch bhi sanam kar jaayenge

--Female--
Chhodenge na daaman yaar ka

--Male--
Wada raha

--Female--
Wada raha

--Both--
Wada raha pyaar ka

As they danced, Angad's hands ventured to her bare midriff and waist, brushing her soft skin….….making her tremble with desire. But instead of moving away, she snuggled in his arms. His muscled torso pressed against her burgeoning softness. He smiled with delight…..he longed to pull her into the shadows and make love to her but knew he would have to take it slow.

Josh put on dance music and they grooved to the beats of modern disco, bhangra and rap. Angad was pleasantly surprised to see Kripa knew Ballroom dancing as well as salsa and jazz steps.

Kripa laughed at his bemused expression: Ismein itna hairaan honay ki kya baat hai? Mujhey Western dance bhi aati hai! Mainey apney friend se seekhi hai.

Ladka ya ladki? Jealous Angad asked at once!

Ladki……she giggled. Wo modern dance seekhti thi! Kyun, Jal gaye kya? She fluttered her eyelashes at him teasingly.

Jalkar kya faayda ? Tumharey toh hazaar aashiq hain…….he rolled his eyes and sighed.

She smiled into his eyes and caressed his cheeks: Hazaar aashiq hongey lekin mera pyaar sirf tum ho. Aur main sirf tumhari hoon! …….she rested her head on his chest, hugging him tightly: Ami tomar.......shudhu tomar!

He cuddled her tightly in his strong arms, their hearts beating together, so lost in their own paradise of love!
Ami tomar……shudhu tomar……echoed in the wind!

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Party scene to be continued!

pallavi

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PART 30

Raat nasheeli mast samaa hai
Aaj nashey mein saara jahan hai!

Magic was in the air, the charm of young romance ! Couples danced, cheek to cheek, palm to palm….. to slow numbers playing on the music system. The disco ball on the ceiling cast psychedelic shadows of stars on the dark walls and swaying bodies.

Kripa was tightly ensconsed in Angad's arms…..resting her head on his chest, feeling his heartbeats close to hers as they danced as one figure, inseparable, melded in their shadow!

Her left hand brushed the cool texture of his leather-covered shoulder…..his right hand gently caressed her bare waist.

Kripaa……his mouth descended to her ears, his warm breath making her shiver: Kripaa….Tum aaj bahut khubsoorat lag rahi ho iss saari mein. Lagta hai aasman ke saarey sitarey simatkar tumharey badan per aa gayi ho . Raat ke andherey mein lipti huyi chandni jaisi hai tumhara husn…..You are driving me crazy, sweetheart.

She laughed softly, looking up into the smoky amber of his eyes: Tum Businessman se shayar kab ban gaye, Darling?

He gave her a slow smile and sang softly: Main shayar toh nahin...magar aye haseen.... Jabsey dekha mainey tujhko mujhko shayari aa gayi…….. Waisey agar ijaazat ho toh aapki tareef mein ek nazrana pesh karoon?

Kripa giggled….from French he had switched to Urdu now to express le amour : Haan, haan, zaroor! Irshaad! Tumhara har nazrana sar aankhon per!……she batted her eyelashes at him flirtatiously.

Yeh gaana merey college ke dinon ki ek yaadgar peshkash hai…..it was my favorite song in those days. Main aaj tumharey liye gaana chahta hoon!

Kripa smiled into his eyes, caressing his chiselled cheek: Sunao naa…..main betaab hoon Rockstar Angad ke geet sunney ke liye…..

Toh phir aao…..Angad stopped dancing and holding her hand, slowly pulled her towards the dais. Kripa followed him without demur. He went up to the stage, and took the microphone….

Ladies and Gentlemen! Doston! Main aaj ek bahut ki khubsoorat lady ke liye mera favorite gaana sunana chahta hoon. Please bear with me!

Josh and several friends cheered him on : GO MAN GO! ANGAD! ANGAD!

Thanks, Guys! Yeh merey college ke dinon ki pehli peshkash hai….jab main Rock-band mein gaata tha…..
OOOOHHHH! …..went around the room! Many present were thrilled and amazed to learn that Angad was once in a Rockband.

He laughed self-consciously : Jee haan! Main ek singer tha….phir zindagi ki sachchai ka saamna karkey mainey sangeet ko alvida kar diya. Lekin aaj merey pyaar ne mujey phir se sangeet se rubaroo kar diya hai. Ussi ko main ek pyaar ka nazrana dena chahta hoon:
This is a song by Eric Clapton, that he sang for his lady and I want to dedicate this to my Lovely Lady, Kripaaa…..he picked up his guitar again, slinging it around his neck.

Angad started playing it, mesmerizing everybody with his guitar chords and romantic vocals:

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It's late in the evening; she's wondering what clothes to wear.
She puts on her make-up and brushes her long brown hair.
And then she asks me, "Do I look all right?"
And I say, "Yes, you look wonderful tonight."
We go to a party and everyone turns to see
This beautiful lady that's walking around with me.
And then she asks me, "Do you feel all right?"
And I say, "Yes, I feel wonderful tonight."
I feel wonderful because I see
The love light in your eyes.
And the wonder of it all
Is that you just don't realize how much I love you.
It's time to go home now and I've got an aching head,
So I give her the car keys and she helps me to bed.
And then I tell her, as I turn out the light,
I say, "My darling, you were wonderful tonight.
Oh my darling, you were wonderful tonight."

Kripa blushed and smiled intermittently, adoring his musical dedication to her, his deep voice and amorous lyrics enchanting her, transporting her to a magical realm where it was just the two of them….alone in the dark night….with just love and music as their companions!

Kartik looked uncomfortable at this public courtship of his little sister by her erstwhile enemy.
But Aaliyah reassured him again: Please Kartik, Bhai ke baaton ka bura mat maano…..wo deewana hai Kripa ka….aaj usey apney dil ki baat kehney do.

He still looked worried: Lekin aisey sabkey saamney apney pyaar ko confess karna….kahin Kripa ki badnaami naa ho! Main apney behen ke reputation per koi daag nahin dekhna chahta.

Aliyah pressed his hand, looking up at him sincerely : Kartik, pyaar mein kaisi badnaami, kaisa gunaah? Brother poori duniya ke saamney Kripa ko apnaana chahta hai….yeh usee baat ki gavaah hai! Wo chori chhupey pyaar nahin karna chahta. Khuley-aam apney pyaar ka elaan kar raha hai !. Tum hi kaho, kya yeh buri baat hai?

Kartik slowly shook his head: Nooo……I guess you are right!
Im always right! ….Aaliyah laughed and nudged his arm with her elbow!

As soon as the song ended, Kripa ran to Angad and held his hands: Wow! Angad! YOU ARE REALLY TALENTED. YOU WERE TRULY WONDERFUL TONIGHT!

Angad squeezed her soft hands in his grip and smiled: Thanks, sweetheart! Tumhari har tareef sar aankhon per! Ab chalo dance karein? …..

As they swung around in each other's arms again, Prithvi, who was glowering steadily at them throughout, couldn't stand it anymore. He rushed across the room towards Kartik, who was standing with Aliyah, talking softly, watching the other couples dance.

Kartik Da! Yeh sab kya hai?…..Prithvi was up in arms, affronted, fuming with indignation.
How can u allow all this? Wo aadmi Kripa ke saath khuley aam ishq kar raha hai aur aap chupchap khadey tamasha dekh rahey hain? Unhey roktey kyun nahin?

Kartik raised his eyebrows: Main kyun rokunga? Kripa ab badi ho chuki hai, usey haq hai apney decisions khud leney ka. Is she protesting? Nahin, Its obvious wo bhi Angad se pyaar karti hai . Phir tujhey kya problem hai?

Problem? Problem kya hoga yeh aap sabko baad mein pata chalega! Wo …Khanna ek raees-zada (son of a rich man) hai…aur aisey ameer log ladkiyon ke dil se kheltey hain, phir unka dil tod detey hain. Jab yeh aadmi hamarey Kripa ka dil tod dega tab aapko hosh aayega!

EXCUSE ME! Aliyah stepped in with angry indignation: Har ameer aadmi khiladi nahin hota! How can you say that? My brother is the most decent guy you will ever find! He really loves Kripa! Ussey shadi karna chahta hai!

Prithvi turned to her sarcastically: Aap itney confidence ke saath kaisey keh sakti hain wo Kripa se shadi karega? Kya uskey parents ko maloom hai? Did he tell his parents yet about Kripa? (Prithvi had put his finger on the weak spot)

Aliyah flinched for a moment, imagining her Uncle-Aunt's negative reaction to the news, then she bristled up again in high spirits: Bhai Mausa-Maasi ko jaldi hi bataney wala hai! Pehley wo Kripa ko apney dil ka haal toh bataa de! Pehley Kripa ke dil ki baat jaan le…phir parents ko batayega!

Kartik nodded in assent….he liked Aliyah but hadnt told his parents yet…..it was all too soon and early . Even Mishti hadnt told their parents about Josh yet. He understood Angad's feelings. First you have to make sure about your beloved's feelings, then only u can go ahead and tell ur parents.

Prithvi made a sullen face: Kripa nadaan hai…..usey pata nahin wo kya kar rahi hai. Kartik Da, I think you should take care of this matter. Angad kuchh zyada hi kareeb aa raha hai………
He indicated with his eyes and head……the amorous couple were clinging to each other like vines.

Kartik pointed out to Mishti and Josh dancing in a similar manner: Tu un dono ko dekh raha hai? Wo bhi aisey hi dance kar rahey hain! Phir tujhey Mishti ki fikr kyun nahin ho rahi? Why only Kripa? Mishti is also our sister…..why are you so protective about Kripa?

Prithvi was flustered : Wo….Kripa chhoti hai, nadaan hai…..isiliye….
Kartik gave a dry laugh: Kripa is 22….shes not a child! Aur wo bahut hi samajhdaar aur mature hai. Im sure wo koi galat kadam nahin uthayegi ! Mujhey apney behenon per poora bharosa hai. Unhey apni maryada ka dhyaan hai !

Aliyah looked triumphantly at Prithvi: You should have more faith in her…..shes your sister after all!

Prithvi flinched as if she had slapped him. He stepped back: Theek hai, Dada, jaisa tum theek samjho…..mera farz banta tha mainey warn kar diya. Aagey tum bhugto! Bye! Im going home!

He turned around and left the Party….too upset to stay and watch Kripa dancing so intimately in Angad's arms.
Kartik sighed and shook his head : Paagal hai chhokra!
Aliyah looked at Kartik in confusion: Whats the matter with him? Wo Kripa ke baarey mein itna protective kyun hai?

Kartik shrugged: Darasal wo aur Kripa …dono ne bachpan se ek saath music seekha…..ek saath perform kartey hain….aur uski Maa, merey Pishima (Bua) bahut possessive kism ki hai, unhoney Prithvi ko bahut guard kiya hai…..kisikey saath mix nahin karney deti . Isiliye Prithvi hum cousins ke saath hi bada hua hai…..aur Kripa ke bahut close hai. Isliye, shayad wo kuchh zyada hi protective hai……

Aliyah looked thoughtful: I see…..toh yeh baat hai! Poor guy! Usey apney khud ke dost bananey chahiye…..Khair jaaney do…..come on, lets dance!

Kartik followed her to the dance floor but frowned silently…..Prithvi's behavior was really strange! He was being too possessive about Kripa….this wasn't right! He felt uncomfortable for some reason!

Josh stopped the music abruptly and announced: Doston! Now its time for some chow-down! Dinner and Refreshments are being served in the Buffet room. Drink wisely…..abhi aur bhi dance karna baaki hai….Hahahahahaha…..so half an hour of dinner break, Guys, and Then I want to see u all back on the Dance floor.
Come on Mish Baby, ….he pulled Mishti alongwith him: Lets go and eat!

All the party guys took their partners to dinner in the Buffet hall.
Angad wrapped his arm around his petite partner's shoulders and led her towards the Buffet room. Suddenly he took a side turn into another passage and started walking away rapidly.

Kripa protested, nudging him : Angad, kahan jaa rahey ho? Dinner room uss taraf hai!

Shhhhh! …..Angad silenced her and pulled her quickly inside a door….it was an empty Billiards room. He scanned the room to make sure it was vacant.

Angad ?….yeh kahan lekar aaye mujhey? ….her voice quavered suddenly!
He turned towards her and pulled her into his arms, pinning her against the door. She looked apprehensively up at him, her eyes wide and questioning .

He cupped her face in his hands, gazing into her nervous eyes: Kya tum ab bhi mujhsey darr rahi ho?

Nahin…..she whispered, her lips trembled….Lekin baaki log……sab kya sochengey?….

They wont even notice we are missing…..he smiled slowly, a heart-stopping smile. His eyes slid down to her moist, inviting lips:
Kabsey tumharey in bheegey honthon ke liye taras raha hoon……his heated whisper made her shiver, her eyelashes lowered, blushing under his intense gaze: Kya aaj raat meri pyaas nahin bujhaogi?

His mouth moved closer to hers…..she didn't struggle, waited for his kiss silently, her heart pounding, lips parted with soft breaths.….she felt his hot breath on her lips…. then his mouth was on hers, gently pressing, probing inside the seam of her lips.

She welcomed his mouth, kissing him back…..her hands crept up, circling his strong neck, her fingers buried into his crisp, wavy hair as the kiss deepened. He groaned with pleasure and plunged into her mouth, his tongue invading her, tasting her…..as she surrendered to his passionate hunger, moaning softly, moving closer to him….their bodies rubbed against each other with increasing excitement. The kiss got wilder….both breathing harshly, exploring each other's mouths intensely!
He whispered into her lips: I love you, Kripa……I want you! His hands restlessly explored her back sliding down to hold her hips in an intimate grip.

She kissed him back fervently….their lips fusing, parting, joining again and again in a series of torrid kisses. He moved down to her neck and throat…..kissing her scented skin with open mouth, licking and sucking the side of her neck. She shivered with the sensations he was creating inside her….she felt a sweet ache deep inside as his lips brushed the tops of her swells above her blouse.

She struggled slightly : Angad…..she whispered in a tortured voice:. Main bhi tumhey chahti hoon ….lekin please shadi tak rukna padega.

He lifted his face and chuckled, his warm eyes teasing her: Toh tumhey kya lagta hai main yahan iss room mein…..door ke saamney hi tumhey…??…….then he wickedly slanted his head towards the Billiards table: Of course the table is there….tum kaho toh wahin ….uskey upar…..he winked with a naughty grin.

She gasped loudly and hit his chest: Hato mujhsey! Shaitaan! Paaji! Sharam nahin aati aisi baatein kartey huey? Mainey tumhey shareef aadmi samjha tha!…..she was beating him up but laughing at the same time.

He caught her flailing hands and grinned: Tum jaisi apsara ko dekhkar koi sanyasi bhi bhatak jaata hai aur phir main toh insaan hoon…..wo bhi garam khoon wala….he growled dangerously in her ears. Aaj iss sari mein tum itni haseen lag rahi ho ke jee chahta hai abhi……he bit her ear lobe, making her squirm and squeal!

Ufff! Oshobbho! Chhodo mujhey! Ishhh! Badey aaye hot-blooded male ! ….she wiggled in his arms, giggling, squirming like a fish.

He laughed and crushed her in his arms……..kissing her neck and bosom again.

Suddenly they stilled as they heard Kartik's voice approaching their room: KRIPAAA……KRIPAAA…
Big brother had noticed little sister was missing from the Buffet room and had come looking for her.

Aliyah's voice: Shayad wo Ladies room gayi hai….
Lekin Angad kahan hai? Wo bhi toh dikh nahin raha…..Kartik sounded worried.

Angad put his finger on Kripa's kiss-swollen lips and waited, both were nervous, breathing heavily, hearts pounding anxiously. They didn't want to get caught like this, then Kartik would be really livid to discover what they were doing behind closed doors.

Kartik started opening doors on both sides, looking for them: ANGAD! KRIPA! ARE YOU THERE?

Angad quickly moved Kripa behind the door and stood there, guarding her with his body….they were so close, they could feel each breath, each curve and sinew. She closed her eyes in fright, when Kartik opened their door…..he looked around but couldn't see them as they were hidden behind the door. The truant lovers held their breath, still as stones.

Kartik glanced into the room, then shut the door : Nahin yahan bhi nahin…..

Aliyah exclaimed: Kartik, tum apna time waste kar rahey ho….wo zaroor bathroom gayi hai! Brother shayad apney doston ke saath hai…..Josh ke saath.

Lekin Josh aur Mishti bhi toh buffet room se gayab hain…..Kartik sounded really frazzled now. Its not easy being a bodyguard to two pretty sisters who are in love with potentially wicked men!

Angad and Kripa looked at each other when they heard that….both worried where Josh and Mishti were and what they were doing. The two searchers moved ahead and out of the passage while they fearfully held their breaths in hiding.

Suddenly Kripa became aware of his hard muscular body pressing against her intimately and pushed him away, whispering: Chhodo mujhey! Pata nahin Didi kahan hai…..Josh ke saath kya kar rahi hai….

He chuckled softly: Wahi kar rahey hain jo hum abhi kar rahey the….

Kripa turned a deep red but glared at him : Tum sab mard ek jaisey ho….hamesha dimaag mein ek hi khayal.

Angad rolled his eyes: Aur tum ladkiyan toh jaisey doodh ki dhuli hui ho…..Gangajal ki tarah pavitra! Abhi toh meri kiss enjoy kar rahi thi. Can you deny that?

Jhoothey! ….she hit him playfully, rolling her tongue: Wo toh tumney zabardasti kee isiliye mainey maan liya……

He looked shocked: Kripa! Tum itni jhooth bolti ho? Didn't you enjoy what we did just now?

She shook her head and moved backwards, smirking, giggling, then showed him her thumb and ran out of the room with Angad in hot pursuit: KRIPAAA….abhi ruko, main dikha doonga….tum enjoy kartey ho ya nahin…..

She looked back teasingly: Pakdo phir toh pata chalega na……and ran full blast into Josh and Mishti who were emerging from another room. Mishti's clothes were dishevelled, she looked embarassed and shocked. Josh had a smirk on his face.

Kripa's eyes widened when she saw Mishti: Didi…..tum theek toh ho na? …she glared at Josh.

Haan, main theek hoon…..Mishti quickly pulled down her kurta and fixed her mussed up hair. Then her eyes fell on Kripa and she frowned: Kripa….terey kaan ki baali kahan gayi?

Ohhh…..Kripa touched her ears….the right earring was missing. Oh my God! Mainey kahin kho diya!

Angad walked up to them, his observant eyes moving from Mishti and Josh to Kripa.
Josh laughed knowingly, went up to Angad and unhooked Kripa's earrings from his T-shirt.

Yeh rahi Kripa ke kaan ki baali….aur yeh le, Angad……he took out his handkerchief and offered it to Angad who looked puzzled and slightly embarassed : Yeh rumaal kisliye?

Abey Yaar! Apna lipstick toh pochh le…..poorey zamaney ko dikhana hai kya... ke tu Kripa ko kiss kar raha tha??

Kripa was so mortified she hoped the ground would open up and swallow her. To be caught by a guy like Josh was even more embarassing.

Angad coldly refused the hankie: No Thanks, Josh! I have my own!….he took out his hankie and wiped off his lips and cheeks.

Mishti looked disapprovingly at Kripa's downcast red face . Josh chuckled: Arey ismein sharmaney ki kya baat hai….main aur Mishti bhi toh….

ENOUGH! Angad spoke sternly: Hum sab adults hain aur jo bhi hua usey discuss karney ki koi zaroorat nahin. Main Kripa se pyaar karta hoon aur uski beizzati nahin dekhna chahta so please, Josh, PUT A LID ON IT!
Chalo Kripa! Mujey bahut bhookh lagi hai! …..Lets GO!
Josh looked ashamed at Angad's blasting!

Angad took her elbow and guided her out of the passage….Kripa went quietly.
Just outside the passage he stopped and faced her, speaking in a low voice: Please Kripa, Josh ke baaton ka bura mat maan-na. He exceeds the limits of decency. Humney koi gunaah nahin kiya.

Haan, main jaanti hoon….she looked up into his eyes with love and respect: Pyaar koi gunaah nahin….aur main tumsey bahut pyaar karti hoon….aur …aur….(she looked down shyly): Main bhi tumhey kiss karna chahti thi……Im not sorry for what happened!

That's my Girl! ….he hugged her swiftly and dropped a kiss on her forehead. I love you, Sweetheart! Chalo ab chalein……he led her to the Buffet room with his arm around her.

After dinner, they danced for a while, lost in each other's arms.
Kaash yeh raat kabhie khatam naa ho……Kripa thought as she snuggled into his manly chest.
Kaash aaj raat ki tarah har raat Kripa meri baahon mein ho…….I cant wait to make her mine!……Angad dreamed as he engulfed her in his arms.

The starry shadows danced on their swaying forms like two celestial bodies caught for an eternal moment on the terra-firma!

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tumko paya hai to jaise khoya hun
kehna chaahu bhi to tumse kya kahun
kisi zabaan meinn bhi
wo lafz hi nahee
ki jin mein, tum ho kya
tumhe bata sakoon
main agar kahoon tumsa haseen
kaayanaat mein nahi hai kaheen
tareef ye bhi to
sach hai kuch bhi nahee
tumko paya hai to jaise khoya hun

shokheeyon mein doobi ye adaayein
chehre se jhalki hui hain
zulf ki ghani ghani ghataayein
shaan se dhalki hui hain
lehraata aanchal
hai jaise baadal
baahon mein bhari hai jaise chaandni
roop ki chaandni
main agar kahoon yeh dilkashee
hai nnahi kaheen na hogi kabhi
tareef ye bhi to
sach hai kuch bhi nahee
tumko paya hai to jaise khoya hun

tum hue meherbaan
to hai ye daastaan
ho…
tum hue meherbaan
to hai ye daastaan
ab tumhara mera ek hai kaarvan
tum jahaan main vahaan
main agar kahoon humsafar meri
apsara ho tum ya koi pari
tareef ye bhi to
sach hai kuch bhi nahee
tumko paya hai to jaisey khoya hoon

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pallavi

Sorry abt the late update. I had a hectic weekend and was too tired to update at nights!

PART 36

Angad stared at the door where she had departed, anguish and regret blazing in his eyes and heart.
How could she walk away from his life like that, without giving him a chance to explain? Why did she misunderstand his motives for helping her? How could she doubt his love?
How could she declare "We don't belong together" when she had vowed to him: "Ami Tomar, shudhu Tomar?"
NO, Kripa, you cannot leave me like this!! ITS NOT OVER YET!

Aliyah ran to his side, worried and anxious: Bhai! Kya hua? Why did Kripa leave like that? Maasi ne Kanan ke saath tumhari sagayi announce kyun kar dee ? Did u agree to all this?

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Teri yaadein, mulakaatein, wo raatein aur baatein
Teri saansein, wo baahein, ab mujhko yaad aaye
Tere bina mera jiya, sataayein kyun piya
Yaadon ne teri mujhpe, ye jaadu kiya re
Teri saansein, wo baahein, ab mujhko yaad aaye
Wo adaaon ki ghatayen, mere dil ko chhu jaayen

Pyari hai duniya saari, maine hai tujhpe waari
Dil mein, mere dil ne tujhse, yaari ki baazi hari

Tere khayalon mein, khayalon mein…
Bas tum meri nigaahon mein, nigaahon mein…

Angad Sir , aap iss waqt?……Teddy couldn't help gawking at him.

Angad turned to him and scowled, looked down at the carrots and radishes rolling on the ground, bent to pick them up, handed them to the openmouthed Butler/cook: Teddy, take care of those vegetables….....aur merey liye fresh Juice banakar upar le aao.

He marched into the house, stomped up the stairs with noisy, angry strides. He passed Naina on the landing who was shocked and scared to see him in that condition: Angad Beta….tum kal raat kahan the? Humney kitni baar tumhari mobile try kee? KAHAN THE TUM?

He glanced at her with cold anger: Mera Mobile band tha…..aur ayinda band hi rahega! Don't try to rule my life! Nahin toh main yeh ghar chhodkar chala jaaoonga!

Naina was moved to tears: Yeh kya keh rahey ho, Beta? Hum tumharey parents hain….kya hum tumharey liye worry nahin karengey?

NO! You don't care about me! Agar aap care karti toh meri khushi, merey choice ka bhi khayal rakhti! Please don't interfere in my life again! You and Dad, stay out of my life! Nahin toh……..
His jaws clenched, he turned and marched upstairs, went to his room and slammed the door shut!

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Kripa had the painstaking job of calling all her students and informing about the cancellation of all Dance lessons till further notice. They were all worried and concerned: Kya hua, Kripa Di? Kya aapki tabiyat kharab hai?

She had to lie, how could she tell them the truth about the flat? ….Haan, meri tabiyat theek nahin…isiliye classes cancelled for 2 weeks.

She surmised 2 weeks was enough time to look for a suitable replacement for classes.
Some of the parents protested: Kripa di , aap class nahin le sakti toh kya hua? Chandra aur Rakhi toh sikha saktey hain na?

Kripa bit her lips, deciding to take the assistant teachers into her confidence: Im sorry, Mrs. Chatterjee, Chandra aur Rakhi bhi merey baghair class leney se manaa kar rahi hain.

She hurriedly called the two girls after that and told them the gist of her problem. They had to leave the flat as it had been rented under false pretences.
Kyun Dee, kya hua? Angad Da ne toh kaha tha……. Rakhi and Chandra were shocked!

Forget Angad Da……Kripa bristled angrily…..Angad ne bahut kuchh jhooth kaha tha….koi Dance school nahin ban raha….

KYAAA? PHIR KYA HOGA, KRIPA DI? Kya Om Namah band ho jayegi? ....the girls were almost tearful.

OF COURSE NOT! Hum koi aur jagah dhoond lengey. Tum dono bhi dhoondo aur please baaki bachchon aur unkey parents ko yeh sab mat batana. Main nahin chahti yeh baat chaaron aur phailey!

Of course, Dee, hum zaroor dekhengey! Rakhi said confidently….Main khud Tollygunge mein rehti hoon…..Rojot Student Politics karta hai……uskey bahut contacts hain…..wo kuchh na kuchh nikaal hi lega. Don't worry, Kripa Dee, hamara Dance school bahut jaldi reopen hoga.

Kripa smiled into the phone: Haan main jaanti hoon! I can depend on you all….tum hi toh meri taaqat ho!

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Angad took a long, hot shower, washing away the weariness of a sleepless night wandering on the roads. He shaved and put on fresh clothes, drank the sweetened orange juice Teddy had left in his room.

He went out of the house, without meeting his family for breakfast. Instead, he drove to his favorite Restaurant on Park Street and had a leisurely breakfast there.
While eating, he called up his old friend, Akshat, who had been his band-mate in college.

Akshat had been the drummer in their Rock-band "Psychedelic". Now he owned an Electronics store on Camac Street. He sold all kinds of electronic devices as well as stereos, sound recording equipments.
Hey Akshat ? kaisa hai tu? Mujhey pehchana? …..

ANGAD?? ANGAD KHANNA? AFTER ALL THESE YEARS? ….Akshat sounded delighted to hear from their lead singer/guitarist: Haan zaroor, aaja merey Store mein! Yeah, yeah…. Im opening the store in half an hour. Just come along! It will be great to see you after all these years! Tu kahan tha itney din, Yaar? Naa koi khabar, naa pata?

Angad finished his breakfast and went to Akshat's Electronics store : SynchroniCity.

They had a joyful Reunion, hugging, slapping each other's backs, exchanging news and pleasantries. Akshat was already married to his college sweetheart Charu and even had a 2 yr old son.

Arey Yaar! Angad slapped his back with a burst of laughter: Tuney itni jaldi ghar bhi basaa liya? Bhabhi aur apney betey se zaroor milana.

Haan, haan yeh dekh unki tasveer……Charu ko toh tu jaanta hai college se aur yeh hai mera beta Rohan…..the proud father showed the pictures in his wallet.

Angad smiled at the photos, imagining himself and Kripa posing with their two little kids in the near future.

They reminisced about old times, their old band-mates. There had been 5 of them: Angad, Akshat, Amit, Alekh and Ashutosh. They called themselves the 5 Aces. But after Amit's death from drug overdose, Angad was forced to quit the band and after that their music went downhill, without the two bandmates.

Angad enquired about the other two…..Alekh was in Mumbai, Ashu in the States.

We should get back together someday, play a concert for old times sake, in Amit's memory!…..Angad suggested whimsically.

HEYYY, THAT'S A GREATT IDEA! WE SHOULD DO IT, MAN! ….THEEK KAHA TUNEY, WE SHOULD HAVE A CONCERT IN AMIT'S MEMORY. TU FIKR MAT KAR….I WILL CONTACT ASHU AND ALEKH. LETS DO IT, MAN!

Akshat was horribly excited with the plan.
Angad was feeling really nostalgic about his rockband days. His Dad had forced him to quit music, now he wanted to reclaim his life, Kripa and Music by his side.

Then he got down to business: Akshat, Do you have micro-recorders…..yaani ke BUGS?

BUGS? Tu unsey kya karega? Whom do u want to bug? Tu kabsey spy ka kaam kar raha hai?…..Akshat laughed heartily.

Angad looked serious: Nahin Yaar! Yeh hansi mazaak nahin! Its serious matter. Main apney ek dushman ke phones tap karna chahta hoon! I need 2 bugging devices and a controller that connects to my Mobile service. Jaisey hi uss shaks ke paas koi phone call aaye, I should get buzzed on my mobile so I can listen to it….and at the same time, the bugs should record that person's conversation.

Akshat looked grave: Maamla kaafi serious lagta hai. Of course I have bugs…and I have exactly what u want! I will be glad to help you tap ur enemy's phones.

Angad smiled, sadly thinking: Merey dost, if only u knew I am planning to bug my father….who is my greatest enemy. Mera Baap hi mera sabsey bada dushman hai jo meri har khushi ko chheen-na chahta hai. Aur main unhey kaamyab nahin honay doonga! I will record his conversations and prove to Kripa that I am innocent. Main bekasoor hoon aur yeh sab merey Dad ki gehri chaal thi……Kripa ko mujhsey judaa karney ke liye……I have to get evidence.

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