Ashlok SS~ Out Of Our Hands~ {Ch 3 Updated!} (SS completed) - Page 5

part 2

awesome update
loved it
astha left shlok 😒
where is he?
what will happen next
continue soon
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Originally posted by: ruhakhan

she left him

bt true love is never selfish

waiting for the next part

do update soon

Originally posted by: latha_555

first two chapters were awesome, well written. i can see why she initially rejected him as she used her brains and felt personality would clash. Poor aastha has been through so much, but so mean of her to leave shlock like that, after she knows how much he loves her, and he was so sweet after the accident. looking forward to chapter 3

Originally posted by: roshanii

res

😳 waiting

Originally posted by: Neelum.drashti

Beautiful update👏

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Originally posted by: niki795

part 1

awesome update
hope she didn't get hurt badly

Originally posted by: niki795

part 2

awesome update
loved it
astha left shlok 😒
where is he?
what will happen next
continue soon
thanks for the pm

Originally posted by: .Siham.

wooow awesomeee stooory

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Originally posted by: yappingduck

simply amazing
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Chapter 3 (Last)

Shlok smiled after reading her letter.

"What makes you think you can leave me like that Astha?"

If he loved her he was capable of reading her eyes too. And he could see her fears and her hesitations and he was well aware what she was capable of doing when in full control of he emotions. He knew what ran in her mnd when she kept persisting him to leave her and start a new life. Shlok was well aware of the fact that she had also fallen for him; he knew his place in her life; in her heart; in her soul.

She could not be blamed for doing what she did. We all do things when in full control of our sentiments. Things that could have been done differently if under different circumstances.

Shlok was smart enough not to trust Astha on this one thing. He kept track of what she did and why she did it. It was a week since she had left and he knew where she was. He wanted to fly to her but he knew if he did so she would try other stunts he might not like. And so he decided t give her time. It was as difficult for her to stay away from him as it was for him to stay away from her.

Six months had passed now. Astha was miserable without him. Bt she put up a brave face and consoled herself by saying,

"I've done this for my Shlok..."

Little did she know that the same Shlok was out watching her every move. She wanted to fly towards him. But she could not.

Astha had started to live with her memories. The memories she had of him; the memories which did not give pain but only a longing. A longing for him. A nostalgia that wanted nothing but her Shlok.

She used to wonder about his days and his nights. May be he had indeed stepped into the circle of a new life or maybe he still was adamant to bring his Astha back to him. Many things boggled her. Sometimes out of the grief of sheer loneliness she wished for the door to open and her Shlok to run to her. She wanted to feel the pleasure of his existence, his touch and his breath near her.

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That one sunny day Astha's doctor was home for her regular check up.

"Have you ever tried walking?" He asked her.

Astha looked surprised. She nodded a no.

"Why not?"

"Can I walk?" She asked in utter disbelief.

The doctor nodded.

"Will power.." He hinted.

She went in a trance. Shlok used to help her stand and try walking but it was too painful. After she had left him she had stopped trying at all. She knew he was her will power and without him she felt it futile to try. But something inside her pushed her to try standing straight that day. She wheeled to the lawn and convinced herself that she wanted to at least try.

Taking in a deep breath she pushed the wheel chair behind her. The process was painful and she felt the pangs intensifying. Before she could take step her body seemed to have lost the sense of balance. She knew she was going to land on the ground. Like a scared pigeon she closed her eyes. But to her surprise she did not fall instead she was wrapped in a strong muscular frame. She recognized the perfume, the tough, the slow steady breaths. Her heart raced a hundred miles an hour. She did not open her eyes.

"Shlok!" Her lips lapsed and his name only came out.

He kissed her closed lids very gently and pulled her into his embrace. She thought she was hallucinating. He could not be real. Shlok felt her hammering heart against his chest; his lips curved gorgeously.

"Aur kitni takleef do gi khud ko?" He whispered in his husky hoarse voice.

Astha started weeping; she cried like she never did. Those tears rolled down with the sorrow of the past six months. The grief of separation. He caressed her hair and her back, tightening his grip around her but he did not console her. He did not tell her to stop crying. He knew how important it was for those tears to roll down.

If fate decides to take a relation's bond OUT OF OUR HANDS, we can try our blood and soul against it but we can't run away from it. No matter how far we try to run we will eventually end up in its embrace.

"Jaise dil ke baghair dharkan adhoori hai, sans ke baghair zindagi adhori hai isi tarha ek doosrey ke baghair hum dono adhooray hain Astha."

Astha pulled back from the embrace. Still in his arms she traced her hand on his features.

"Aisa kia hua humaray darmian ke hum ek doosray ke baghair adhooray ho gaye?"

"Ishq..." He said softly or maybe the word itself was so soft that no harsh tone could voice it.

*0*

Alia stared at Astha, whose eyes were fixed on the main door. The door opened and Alia saw someone enter inside with a bunch of flowers, yellow flowers. Astha's eyes lit up and she almost ran towards him. He took her in his embrace kissing the silk red of her cheek.

Alia smiled. She had never seen a love so pure, a bond so strong and a relation so warm.

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