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Hello dearies,
I know, this is very late, but I was very busy.
I had thought of this one as a 'Valentine's Day' update but didn't get there.
Think of it as Valentine special. And it is Gauri's birthday!!!!! And this is a VERY LONG UPDATE - Bonus!
I hope you like it.
The song used for the last scene is ' Shaam' from movie Aisha
I love the feels that song brings but in my story imagine it more intense.
Ok, You know what to do, leave comments and hit the like button.
Aankhon ki Gustakhiyaan - Season V - The Exploration - Part 7 (Last part)
Part 7
Omkara was very pleased with himself. He sure had surprised his chiraiyya this time, and she looked absolutely elated. He was smiling to himself thinking of what she will do when she finds out little by little, what's in store for her, for the rest of the day. He is going to make the best day of his life, when Shankarji brought her on this earth, as the best day of her life. He was fiddling with her gift in their room, when she was in the shower; he was waiting for her to come out so he can give her the next gift.
He didn't have to wait long, the door clicked and when he turned around to see her, he was stunned. She wore her robe, the transparent white one, and bits of it touching her skin, folding in, as if they were part of her. Her hair was wet, and trickles flowing down, not wasting a single second he was by her side, embracing her from behind happy birthday my love' he whispered and engulfed her ear lobe in his mouth, sending shivers down her spine. Before she could protest, he had his hands inside her robe, touching her shoulder blades, a moan came out from her,' O, stop' she said.' Never' was his reply. But then he decided it's her birthday and he will not refuse her anything today, even if it meant leaving her right now, going against his own wishes. He backed off, picked up the gift-wrapped box and handed it to her.' Wear this today' please. She smiled and opened it; there was a long yellow leather skirt with slits up to mid-thigh on both sides with a black, grey and white crop top and matching scarf. I love it' she said, already thinking about pairing it with her grey boots, and gave him a kiss on the cheek.
She started walking to the dressing room, when he stopped her, holding her hand, in his signature style.
Not so fast'. He said and she looked at him curious. I will dress you today, please', he replied to the query in her eyes, making her blush. They spoke with their eyes a lot and she could see the naughty glint that was forming in his already. She was shy and ready to refuse, but then she didn't have the heart to deny him anything.
Never'. Her brain protested.' Never' her heart replied 'deny him anything, never'. And so the decision was made. She walked hand in hand with him to the dressing room, like a newlywed bride, but just when he was unravelling the top and reaching out to her robe, she held his hand. On one condition' she said, you have to keep your eyes closed'. He smiled at his chiraiyya thinking,' they had made love numerous times by now, but her innocence still shyness still touched him. They had still, not seen each other, like this'. Ok, as you wish' he said closing his eyes.
If that was one of the most sensual experiences for them is an understatement. He was lost in her smell, her sounds, touching her ...With one of his senses disabled, he couldn't see her; all his other senses were heightened. It was amazing to imagine her, in his head of what that was doing to her. And for Gauri, she stood there guiding his hands, admiring him, feeling his touches, the sensation taking her to new heights of pleasure. They were totally lost in each other.
When they were done, he stepped back, opened his eyes and admired her in the new dress he had gifted her. She made everything look beautiful. They were still lost in each other, when Gauri's phone which was on the dresser rang. Shivaay' the caller ID suggested. They quickly got out of their requiem, Omkara took the phone, connected it to the full screen TV and made her sit down next to her, preparing her for the next surprise. She was perplexed but followed him on the couch.
The TV was switched on and Gauri was greeted with the entire Oberoi household, Sharma household, and everyone she knew, in one frame. Her English teacher and class friends, DivyaMa, Dandi bhaiya, kid friends from Bareilly...' S U R P R I S E...Happy Birthday' they all screamed in unison.
Gauri had tears of joy in her eyes. This was incredible; she had a house full of people that loved her, wished for her. She thought about her birthday just few years ago, when she had only her mother and all the struggles of life. She had Omkara to thank for all this love, so many people in her life, who wished her well. She was emotional and couldn't help breaking down. He cuddled her, kissed her on the cheek and smiled and she smiled back' thank you' she said looking at the screen.
Khabardar, jo meri bitiya ko rulaya' ordered Daadi,' Jeete raho bachcha'. She wished her.
Tej and Shakti were next followed by Jhanvi ma and Pinky Aunty. How is your foot darling' asked Jhanvi ma. It is much better ma, thanks to Omkara's care', she replied. Her mother wished her next, reflecting the tears in her own eyes, she was very happy for her Gauri that she had found her Shankarji in Omkara. When everyone had finished wishing her, Rudra interjected,' When are you coming back Chul Bhabhi? I miss you, we all miss you.' She laughed and looked at Omkara,' I miss everyone too, but I don't know what your bro is planning, ask him'. Omkara gave Rudy an expression which meant Shut up and don't ruin my plans, I have her all to myself, for once'.
Shivaay intervened and said,' Bachcha, I know in a foreign country you must be missing your temple visits. We have organised a puja and bhoj for your happiness today in Oberoi mansion and later we will go to orphanages and old age homes to distribute alms. Is there anything else you want us to do? And of course, your gifts are due when you get back.'
No, bhaiya, this is more than enough. I just want this family to always be together, I love you all, thank you.' Gauri was still emotional.
Ok, let's start the puja' Omkara announced to divert her attention; he couldn't see tears in her eyes, Never'. And so, Gauri and Omkara participated in the puja remotely, at the end of it all, she was satisfied that she had paid due respect to her Gods, who were also with her on all her previous birthdays.
After the puja, she was whisked away in Omkara's arms, into the dining area of the Chalet which was entirely lit with millions of flowers of all colours. The German contingent had been hard at work, decorating the place up when all this was going on. As soon as she entered the place, she was shocked, but before she could recover, she was whisked again, this time by all four of them, two holding her hands, two her feet, she was horizontal' still wondering what was going on, when they started swinging her counting,' one, two, three' and Omkara stood in front cheekily kissing her each time she was swung to his side.
At twenty one, they stopped and put her down, her head reeling. She staggered and leaned sideways, only to find herself supported by who else her love of course? They were high fiving each other and laughing. Did you enjoy your birthday bumps, Ri?' asked Michael. She was laughing with them by now. A huge dining table was laid out with all food exotic and everyone Omkara knew from Interlaken was invited for Gauri's birthday lunch. They enjoyed to their fullest and Gauri was happy, just happy.
After all the guests left, she was hoping to relax a bit, but little did she know that Omkara had planned to spoil her rotten. Before she could ask, she was told to get ready for the next event. She found herself staring at 3 Hardley Davison bikes and a car (loaded with picnic baskets) parked in front of the chalet and Omkara handed her a helmet, here.
She looked at him quizzically, but he was not giving anything away, he just made her wear the helmet, took her hand and moved to one of the bikes, first seating himself, then her. He took both her arms and wrapped them around himself,' hold tight' he smiled. Before she knew, Michael and George were on their bikes with their better halves behind them, and two servants in the car with the driver were following them. It was a beautiful summer afternoon, the sun shining down on them, the breeze playing with their hair; two souls were riding on the wind, entangled in all senses of the word. She laid her head to rest on his back and enjoyed the scenery of Switzerland, often looking behind to find the others following them. The route from Interlaken to Lucerne was beautiful, they travelled all along Lake Lucerne with snow-clad peaks surrounding it all sides. She couldn't be more grateful to her Shankerji and this person sitting in front of her, taking her on the ride of her life. She moved closer to him, pressing her hands together on his chest, not realising her exposed thighs on either side of him were now even closer to him. Little did she know what this was doing to Omkara, he had to try his level best to keep his emotions in check and concentrate on the road.
They reached Chillon castle after two hours. It was a beautiful, old structure nestled against the lake and overlooking the peaks. She was stunned to see it and Omkara pleased to see her expressions. Come' he took her hand and disappeared inside the castle, others following suite. They took a tour around the castle, up and down, into the light and into the dark interiors, basements, a reminder of medieval times when fire torches were the order of the night. It was like going into another world, exploring the lives of kings and queens, feeling the opulence and decadence at the same time. They held hands the whole time, enjoying each other's company and of their friends who gave them anecdotes on the history and life of those times. For Gauri, this was an ultimate treat; she liked stories, of old times, of bygone eras, of people in love, of life of places. Her own story had turned out a fairy-tale, had it not? She was happy, it didn't take much to make her happy, just the presence of one Jatadhari was enough for that, but he wasn't going to stop at that was he?
When they came back down from the castle, the servants had setup their campsite for the night. Four tents were put up; a bit further way from each other, three for the couples and one for the servants. Dusk had started to fall and twilight was flooding the sky, pink, purple, red, orange all the colours they could imagine had come alive. A bit of chill had appeared in the air, even though late summer, as days got closer to autumn, all parts of this mountainous region got cold after the sun set. A fire was lit in the open area and they settled down around it. The servants got them food and drink from the picnic, which they enjoyed together laughing and exchanging conversations. When all was done, the servants retired to their camps leaving the party to enjoy themselves.
George brought out his guitar and started playing and everyone else was clapping, Michael and Alicia started dancing around the fire, whilst Omkara and Gauri watched. After a while, Michael invited Gauri to dance with him, when Alicia was dancing with Rachel. At first a bit reluctant, she gave him her hand on Omkara's insistence. He watched her sway, Michael was holding her modestly and they were doing the harmless jive, but then why was it that Omkara felt uncomfortable. It was nothing to do with Michael, he was a good bloke. It was Gauri. He just couldn't imagine her away from himself, Never. He wanted to get up and take her in his arms, dance with her himself. But he controlled, keeping the desire alive and burning but not interfering with the dance. Their eyes met, she knew, he knew. The desire was mutual. She had eyes only for him.
Sham bhi koi jaise hai nadi
Lehar lehar jaise beh rahi hai
Koi ankahi, koi ansuni
Baat dheemi dheemi keh rahi hai
Kahin na kahin jaagi hui hai koi aarzoo
Kahin na kahin khoye hue se hain main aur tu
Ke boom boom boom para para
Hai khaamosh dono
Ke boom boom boom para para
Hai madhosh dono
Jo gummsum gummsum hai yeh fizayein
Jo kehti sunti hai yeh nigahein
Gummsum gummsum hai yeh fizayein hai na
Omakra gestured to Gauri to come to him. By now, he had wrapped a sleeping bag around himself. When she walked to him, he spread his legs and made space for her to sit in front; he then embraced her, wrapping the sleeping bag around her. They were like in a cocoon, with just their heads visible outside. Michael and Alicia were close dancing and George Rachel were making out whilst he strummed the guitar.
Suhani suhani hai yeh kahani
Jo khamoshi sunaati hai
Jise tune chaha hoga woh tera
Mujhe woh yeh batati hai
Main magan hoon par na jaanu
Kab aane wala hai woh pal
Jab haule haule dheere dheere
Khilega dil ka yeh kamal
Ke boom boom boom para para
Hai khaamosh dono
Ke boom boom boom para para
Hai madhosh dono
Jo gummsum gummsum hai yeh fizayein
Jo kehti sunti hai yeh nigahein
Gummsum gummsum hai yeh fizayein hai
Omkara-Gauri were tipsy with the alcohol, the ambience, the fire, the music and the desire they were trying to control. Her back was pressed to his front; they could hear each other's heartbeats. Her perfume was intoxicating him, and her hair tickling every nerve on his face. It was intolerable, but he wouldn't want this end, Never'. When it was unbearable, he moved his hand, inside the sleeping bag and touched her exposed leg through the slit, up and up, caressing her thigh, inside, and sending shudders down her spine. She moved closer to him, very close. By now, the music, the laughter dying, the ambience of the light, the warmth of the fire, all was diminishing for them, for they knew only each other.
Yeh kaisa samay hai, kaisa sama hai
Ke shaam hai pighal rahi
Yeh sab kuch haseen hai, sab kuch jawan hai
Hai zindagi machal rahi, jagmagati jilmilati
Palak palak pe khwaab hai
Sun yeh hawayein gungunaye
Jo geet lajawab hai
Ke boom boom boom para para
Hai khaamosh dono
Ke boom boom boom para para
Hai madhosh dono
Jo gummsum gummsum hai yeh fizayein
Jo kehti sunti hai yeh nigahein
Gummsum gummsum hai yeh fizayein hai na
He knew then, he was certain. She can dance with anyone, laugh and talk and smile, but she was his. Only he could touch her like that, make her feel like that. When she shivered under his gaze, he felt alive. He looked up at the stars and smiled at the divine entity, if it existed, it was her birthday, but he had been showered with the greatest gift of his life HER. With this satisfaction, he got up, lifted her up cradling her like a baby and walked to the tent, the sleeping bag trailing behind him.
END
So what do you think? Did you like Omkara's plan for Gauri's bday?
Shall I Continue with another season?
You need to hit the like button if you want me to continue and leave comments / feedback.
New readers, try to check out the back story as you will enjoy the updates more then.
Enjoy!
I know, this is very late, but I was very busy.
I had thought of this one as a 'Valentine's Day' update but didn't get there.
Think of it as Valentine special. And it is Gauri's birthday!!!!! And this is a VERY LONG UPDATE - Bonus!
I hope you like it.
The song used for the last scene is ' Shaam' from movie Aisha
I love the feels that song brings but in my story imagine it more intense.
Ok, You know what to do, leave comments and hit the like button.
Aankhon ki Gustakhiyaan - Season V - The Exploration - Part 7 (Last part)
Part 7
Omkara was very pleased with himself. He sure had surprised his chiraiyya this time, and she looked absolutely elated. He was smiling to himself thinking of what she will do when she finds out little by little, what's in store for her, for the rest of the day. He is going to make the best day of his life, when Shankarji brought her on this earth, as the best day of her life. He was fiddling with her gift in their room, when she was in the shower; he was waiting for her to come out so he can give her the next gift.
He didn't have to wait long, the door clicked and when he turned around to see her, he was stunned. She wore her robe, the transparent white one, and bits of it touching her skin, folding in, as if they were part of her. Her hair was wet, and trickles flowing down, not wasting a single second he was by her side, embracing her from behind happy birthday my love' he whispered and engulfed her ear lobe in his mouth, sending shivers down her spine. Before she could protest, he had his hands inside her robe, touching her shoulder blades, a moan came out from her,' O, stop' she said.' Never' was his reply. But then he decided it's her birthday and he will not refuse her anything today, even if it meant leaving her right now, going against his own wishes. He backed off, picked up the gift-wrapped box and handed it to her.' Wear this today' please. She smiled and opened it; there was a long yellow leather skirt with slits up to mid-thigh on both sides with a black, grey and white crop top and matching scarf. I love it' she said, already thinking about pairing it with her grey boots, and gave him a kiss on the cheek.
She started walking to the dressing room, when he stopped her, holding her hand, in his signature style.
Not so fast'. He said and she looked at him curious. I will dress you today, please', he replied to the query in her eyes, making her blush. They spoke with their eyes a lot and she could see the naughty glint that was forming in his already. She was shy and ready to refuse, but then she didn't have the heart to deny him anything.
Never'. Her brain protested.' Never' her heart replied 'deny him anything, never'. And so the decision was made. She walked hand in hand with him to the dressing room, like a newlywed bride, but just when he was unravelling the top and reaching out to her robe, she held his hand. On one condition' she said, you have to keep your eyes closed'. He smiled at his chiraiyya thinking,' they had made love numerous times by now, but her innocence still shyness still touched him. They had still, not seen each other, like this'. Ok, as you wish' he said closing his eyes.
If that was one of the most sensual experiences for them is an understatement. He was lost in her smell, her sounds, touching her ...With one of his senses disabled, he couldn't see her; all his other senses were heightened. It was amazing to imagine her, in his head of what that was doing to her. And for Gauri, she stood there guiding his hands, admiring him, feeling his touches, the sensation taking her to new heights of pleasure. They were totally lost in each other.
When they were done, he stepped back, opened his eyes and admired her in the new dress he had gifted her. She made everything look beautiful. They were still lost in each other, when Gauri's phone which was on the dresser rang. Shivaay' the caller ID suggested. They quickly got out of their requiem, Omkara took the phone, connected it to the full screen TV and made her sit down next to her, preparing her for the next surprise. She was perplexed but followed him on the couch.
The TV was switched on and Gauri was greeted with the entire Oberoi household, Sharma household, and everyone she knew, in one frame. Her English teacher and class friends, DivyaMa, Dandi bhaiya, kid friends from Bareilly...' S U R P R I S E...Happy Birthday' they all screamed in unison.
Gauri had tears of joy in her eyes. This was incredible; she had a house full of people that loved her, wished for her. She thought about her birthday just few years ago, when she had only her mother and all the struggles of life. She had Omkara to thank for all this love, so many people in her life, who wished her well. She was emotional and couldn't help breaking down. He cuddled her, kissed her on the cheek and smiled and she smiled back' thank you' she said looking at the screen.
Khabardar, jo meri bitiya ko rulaya' ordered Daadi,' Jeete raho bachcha'. She wished her.
Tej and Shakti were next followed by Jhanvi ma and Pinky Aunty. How is your foot darling' asked Jhanvi ma. It is much better ma, thanks to Omkara's care', she replied. Her mother wished her next, reflecting the tears in her own eyes, she was very happy for her Gauri that she had found her Shankarji in Omkara. When everyone had finished wishing her, Rudra interjected,' When are you coming back Chul Bhabhi? I miss you, we all miss you.' She laughed and looked at Omkara,' I miss everyone too, but I don't know what your bro is planning, ask him'. Omkara gave Rudy an expression which meant Shut up and don't ruin my plans, I have her all to myself, for once'.
Shivaay intervened and said,' Bachcha, I know in a foreign country you must be missing your temple visits. We have organised a puja and bhoj for your happiness today in Oberoi mansion and later we will go to orphanages and old age homes to distribute alms. Is there anything else you want us to do? And of course, your gifts are due when you get back.'
No, bhaiya, this is more than enough. I just want this family to always be together, I love you all, thank you.' Gauri was still emotional.
Ok, let's start the puja' Omkara announced to divert her attention; he couldn't see tears in her eyes, Never'. And so, Gauri and Omkara participated in the puja remotely, at the end of it all, she was satisfied that she had paid due respect to her Gods, who were also with her on all her previous birthdays.
After the puja, she was whisked away in Omkara's arms, into the dining area of the Chalet which was entirely lit with millions of flowers of all colours. The German contingent had been hard at work, decorating the place up when all this was going on. As soon as she entered the place, she was shocked, but before she could recover, she was whisked again, this time by all four of them, two holding her hands, two her feet, she was horizontal' still wondering what was going on, when they started swinging her counting,' one, two, three' and Omkara stood in front cheekily kissing her each time she was swung to his side.
At twenty one, they stopped and put her down, her head reeling. She staggered and leaned sideways, only to find herself supported by who else her love of course? They were high fiving each other and laughing. Did you enjoy your birthday bumps, Ri?' asked Michael. She was laughing with them by now. A huge dining table was laid out with all food exotic and everyone Omkara knew from Interlaken was invited for Gauri's birthday lunch. They enjoyed to their fullest and Gauri was happy, just happy.
After all the guests left, she was hoping to relax a bit, but little did she know that Omkara had planned to spoil her rotten. Before she could ask, she was told to get ready for the next event. She found herself staring at 3 Hardley Davison bikes and a car (loaded with picnic baskets) parked in front of the chalet and Omkara handed her a helmet, here.
She looked at him quizzically, but he was not giving anything away, he just made her wear the helmet, took her hand and moved to one of the bikes, first seating himself, then her. He took both her arms and wrapped them around himself,' hold tight' he smiled. Before she knew, Michael and George were on their bikes with their better halves behind them, and two servants in the car with the driver were following them. It was a beautiful summer afternoon, the sun shining down on them, the breeze playing with their hair; two souls were riding on the wind, entangled in all senses of the word. She laid her head to rest on his back and enjoyed the scenery of Switzerland, often looking behind to find the others following them. The route from Interlaken to Lucerne was beautiful, they travelled all along Lake Lucerne with snow-clad peaks surrounding it all sides. She couldn't be more grateful to her Shankerji and this person sitting in front of her, taking her on the ride of her life. She moved closer to him, pressing her hands together on his chest, not realising her exposed thighs on either side of him were now even closer to him. Little did she know what this was doing to Omkara, he had to try his level best to keep his emotions in check and concentrate on the road.
They reached Chillon castle after two hours. It was a beautiful, old structure nestled against the lake and overlooking the peaks. She was stunned to see it and Omkara pleased to see her expressions. Come' he took her hand and disappeared inside the castle, others following suite. They took a tour around the castle, up and down, into the light and into the dark interiors, basements, a reminder of medieval times when fire torches were the order of the night. It was like going into another world, exploring the lives of kings and queens, feeling the opulence and decadence at the same time. They held hands the whole time, enjoying each other's company and of their friends who gave them anecdotes on the history and life of those times. For Gauri, this was an ultimate treat; she liked stories, of old times, of bygone eras, of people in love, of life of places. Her own story had turned out a fairy-tale, had it not? She was happy, it didn't take much to make her happy, just the presence of one Jatadhari was enough for that, but he wasn't going to stop at that was he?
When they came back down from the castle, the servants had setup their campsite for the night. Four tents were put up; a bit further way from each other, three for the couples and one for the servants. Dusk had started to fall and twilight was flooding the sky, pink, purple, red, orange all the colours they could imagine had come alive. A bit of chill had appeared in the air, even though late summer, as days got closer to autumn, all parts of this mountainous region got cold after the sun set. A fire was lit in the open area and they settled down around it. The servants got them food and drink from the picnic, which they enjoyed together laughing and exchanging conversations. When all was done, the servants retired to their camps leaving the party to enjoy themselves.
George brought out his guitar and started playing and everyone else was clapping, Michael and Alicia started dancing around the fire, whilst Omkara and Gauri watched. After a while, Michael invited Gauri to dance with him, when Alicia was dancing with Rachel. At first a bit reluctant, she gave him her hand on Omkara's insistence. He watched her sway, Michael was holding her modestly and they were doing the harmless jive, but then why was it that Omkara felt uncomfortable. It was nothing to do with Michael, he was a good bloke. It was Gauri. He just couldn't imagine her away from himself, Never. He wanted to get up and take her in his arms, dance with her himself. But he controlled, keeping the desire alive and burning but not interfering with the dance. Their eyes met, she knew, he knew. The desire was mutual. She had eyes only for him.
Sham bhi koi jaise hai nadi
Lehar lehar jaise beh rahi hai
Koi ankahi, koi ansuni
Baat dheemi dheemi keh rahi hai
Kahin na kahin jaagi hui hai koi aarzoo
Kahin na kahin khoye hue se hain main aur tu
Ke boom boom boom para para
Hai khaamosh dono
Ke boom boom boom para para
Hai madhosh dono
Jo gummsum gummsum hai yeh fizayein
Jo kehti sunti hai yeh nigahein
Gummsum gummsum hai yeh fizayein hai na
Omakra gestured to Gauri to come to him. By now, he had wrapped a sleeping bag around himself. When she walked to him, he spread his legs and made space for her to sit in front; he then embraced her, wrapping the sleeping bag around her. They were like in a cocoon, with just their heads visible outside. Michael and Alicia were close dancing and George Rachel were making out whilst he strummed the guitar.
Suhani suhani hai yeh kahani
Jo khamoshi sunaati hai
Jise tune chaha hoga woh tera
Mujhe woh yeh batati hai
Main magan hoon par na jaanu
Kab aane wala hai woh pal
Jab haule haule dheere dheere
Khilega dil ka yeh kamal
Ke boom boom boom para para
Hai khaamosh dono
Ke boom boom boom para para
Hai madhosh dono
Jo gummsum gummsum hai yeh fizayein
Jo kehti sunti hai yeh nigahein
Gummsum gummsum hai yeh fizayein hai
Omkara-Gauri were tipsy with the alcohol, the ambience, the fire, the music and the desire they were trying to control. Her back was pressed to his front; they could hear each other's heartbeats. Her perfume was intoxicating him, and her hair tickling every nerve on his face. It was intolerable, but he wouldn't want this end, Never'. When it was unbearable, he moved his hand, inside the sleeping bag and touched her exposed leg through the slit, up and up, caressing her thigh, inside, and sending shudders down her spine. She moved closer to him, very close. By now, the music, the laughter dying, the ambience of the light, the warmth of the fire, all was diminishing for them, for they knew only each other.
Yeh kaisa samay hai, kaisa sama hai
Ke shaam hai pighal rahi
Yeh sab kuch haseen hai, sab kuch jawan hai
Hai zindagi machal rahi, jagmagati jilmilati
Palak palak pe khwaab hai
Sun yeh hawayein gungunaye
Jo geet lajawab hai
Ke boom boom boom para para
Hai khaamosh dono
Ke boom boom boom para para
Hai madhosh dono
Jo gummsum gummsum hai yeh fizayein
Jo kehti sunti hai yeh nigahein
Gummsum gummsum hai yeh fizayein hai na
He knew then, he was certain. She can dance with anyone, laugh and talk and smile, but she was his. Only he could touch her like that, make her feel like that. When she shivered under his gaze, he felt alive. He looked up at the stars and smiled at the divine entity, if it existed, it was her birthday, but he had been showered with the greatest gift of his life HER. With this satisfaction, he got up, lifted her up cradling her like a baby and walked to the tent, the sleeping bag trailing behind him.
END
So what do you think? Did you like Omkara's plan for Gauri's bday?
Shall I Continue with another season?
You need to hit the like button if you want me to continue and leave comments / feedback.
New readers, try to check out the back story as you will enjoy the updates more then.
Enjoy!
