OS: My personal dairy - SaRa

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Sleeping on my bed, I stretched my long form to feel something heavy on my chest. A smile lighten-up on my lips and my hand automatically went to the care beautiful object. Hmm, Miss Indira Sharma, no no' Mrs. Indira Sameer Diwan. God how can I forget that I married her yesterday and this is our wedding night or I can say our first morning after our wedding. Remembering of wedding night bought me a lot of sweet and passionate memories of the night. I rolled my beautiful wife to see her sleeping form under me. I leaned over her by placing my one hand as support to my head and caring her with other hand. She is in deep sleep, with sindoor smuggled on her forehead, no make-up, open hair; she is looking like a greek goddess. I cared the love bites on her neck smiling to myself; I might be rough on her yesterday. I took a deep breath remembering once again the wild encounter. She matches with me in every sense, in attitude and passion. My caring her neck and cheeks made her move alittle and slowly she turned towards me in her sleep. Sleep - I laughed to myself, I did not allow her to sleep till early hours. Now I want to be selfish, want to wake her up and make love to her again and again. God she made me her slave, in every way possible. One year back if anyone say that Sameer Diwan will become a slave to a mere girl, then I would have laughed on his face or punish him for his sarcastic comment on me but now I admit to the world that I Sameer Diwan became a slave to Indira Sharma for her love, her unconditional love.

One year back, I met her for the first time when she asked me give her a lift to carry some stranger to hospital. I was rude to her thinking that she is a call girl, but she saved my own brother on whom I dot a lot. Next time I met her in my own office, she gave a tough fight to me and collected 2 lakhs from me, and can you believe 2 lakhs from kanjoos Sameer Diwan. I laughed out loud remembering the day, turning slowly to my side of bed placing my hand at the back of head lying straight on my bed. That day she took the pizza piece from my table paying for that, or shall I say for the first time unknowingly she shared my pizza. Now sharing my life, in return giving me her unconditional love forever. I never understand why she always bares her selfish family and their demands. I want to salute her for her patience. When people are good to us we support them, there is no big deal in that but treating an ill attitude family is where your ability lies. She is treating her family like a doctor, giving treatment of love and medicine of her hilterpan. She is best example of a girl ' perfect in every sense. She has patience like earth; she can be rude when needed and show love unconditionally, take responsibilities without fail and handle the headstrong people like me. I laughed again remembering the ways we came face to face. We met in different business meetings where she accompanied my clients on behave of Monalisa tours and travels. We met, we fought and we fallen in love or I can say I fallen hard in love with her. I know I am always impressed with her attitude and the way she carry herself in this competitive world but I never showed that, oh if I praise her it will hurt my male ego. But that evening, I can never forget when I first time noticed her like a girl. She came to some send of party for my clients held in 5 star hotel. She came in a black saree with silver border with silver ear rings and a small chain with silver locket. Minimal make-up with pink lip gloss which is shining in the night. God can you believe I still remember each small details of her on that day. She took my breath away. I never considered her as a woman or I can say a beautiful woman. She captured my heart with her one careless look she gave towards me. Then I notice a lot of men were looking at her with lustfull eyes. I felt like beating all the men black and blue claiming her as my girl. The thought of 'claiming her as my girl' shocked me to the core. Do I really want to claim her as mine, from where this idea came? Indira spilled her magic slowly like a slow poison on me. I fell hard for her slowly.

When I saw Rishi and Indira together I felt helpless, I thought they are in love. I felt like a fool for loving my brother's girl. I felt like my heart is breaking into pieces and shuttering all along. I felt like dying or killing someone. That day is the worst day in my life. Later Rishi announced that he is going to bring his girl to introduce to my family; I felt the earth under me is shaking. How can I see Indira beside my brother and keep cool without creating any scene or making a fool of myself or worst case embarrassing Indira infront of everyone by informing about my one side love for her. But to my surprise Rishi introduced Natasha to my family as his girl and I was relaxed a lot. But where is Indira - I thought Rishi is in love with her. If Rishi loves Natasha then where is Indira. Then Rishi bought Indira into our house and introduced her as his best friend. 'Best friend' I felt like kicking myself for misunderstanding their friendship as love. I was laughing like a fool when Rishi introduced Indira to my family. Everyone turned towards me as if asking me 'what-happened-to-you-you-r-looking-like-a-fool', I gave the worst excuse in the world saying I need to use washroom and run from there. I cannot forget the look on Indira's face; she might have felt I am a fool. But how can I tell her that I am in love with her.

On that day I decided to woo her, one of the hardest think in this world. I never thought Sameer Diwan who is a ruthless business is finding ways to woo a girl, gods much be crazy. I assigned all my clients handling requests to Monalisa tours and travels which automatically made Indira to accompany my clients to their meetings which ofcoures will include me. I stayed as close as possible to her. I made small gestures towards her but whom I am wooing here Miss Indira Sharma. If it is so easy then why would people call her 'Hitler'. Then I came to know that Indira's brother bought a match to her, the careless brother Munna Sharma bought a match to my Indira. I am sure it might be for some selfish reasons and I was right. Munna want Indira to marry some NRI who in return is ready to pay a lump some money as dowry, the man is double the age of Indira. How can a brother be so cruel? But Indira handled the situation very well and made the so called dulha to run for his life. I decided not to wait anymore and confess my love to her. That is the day of our last meeting with my clients; we went to give a sendoff to them in airport. Indira came along with us. As soon as clients left the boarding, Indira turned to leave. I took a deep breath and caught her hand to stop her. She turned like a fire looking into my eyes with confusion. For few seconds I forgot what to say, she has a mesmerizing eyes. I gathered my guts and said it all in one go "I love you Indira", she stood like a statue without giving any of her emotions. Unknowingly I kept my hand on my cheek anticipating a tight slap, I noticed her eyes followed my every gesture, from my eyes, to my hand which I kept on my cheek. Then the unexpected thing happened, Indira laughed, she laughed on my gestures. She came forward and removed my hand from my cheek and said "why did you took so long to tell me this, I am waiting to hear this from long back", as she completed her confession I was standing their like a statue staring at her with an open mouth. 'Did Indira just said she loves me and she is waiting to hear my confession or am I imagining things' I still did not responded just looking at her with disbelieved look. Indira took a deep breath, came forward looking into my eyes said "I love you Sameer Diwan, will you ask me for marriage or should I do that honor" and slowly pinched me on my hand. I shouted out loudly bringing the attention of all the people in the airport. But I am least bothered, Indira said she loves me, I give a damn to the world if they think I gone mad. Without thinking I went on to my knees, I saw Indira's eyes went wide open, she said "Sameer what are you doing, we are in airport" but I took her hand in my hands and said "Miss Indira Sharma will you marry me" Indira smiled once again which reached her eyes, she nodded her head as 'yes' I stood straight and picked her in my arms made a twirl, everyone in the airport cheered for us. Then I saw another wonder of the world Indira blushed. I felt I am died and went straight to heaven. God she laughed, smiled and blushed only for me ' My Indira, my cute little Hitler.

I announced my decision of marrying Indira to everyone, in all Rishi is the genuine person who is really happy for us. Thought my family is little reluctant but did not opposed much, and Sharma's were on 9^th cloud as they are going to a get a rich damaad, I know Indira is there to handle them if they go overboard after our marriage. So I donot need to care about anything except my Indira.

Yesterday we married with everyone's blessings. I came out of my thoughts and slowly turned towards Indira, she is still sleeping peacefully. Now it is enough, I gave her 2 hours of good sleep. I put my hand around her waist bring her close to me nuzzled her neck. She moaned slowly opening her eyes little; she gave her cute smile to me which made my desire hit like a thunder. She kept her hand on my cheek and kissed on my nose. I gave her my charming smile slowly covered her lips with mine turning the kiss into another memorable love making'

Originally posted by: -Khushi-

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Originally posted by: preethimadhavg

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