Heya people,
As promised I am here with an OS, that I told you people I would be posting on Wednesday, but due to my retarded state of mind, I actually forgot that it really was today that mys exams would end, and yes when I would complete one entire year here at I-F!🥳
10th May,😃 ILY, you gave me the brains to join I-F, what else could be more better?🥳
In celebration of this, as well as my exams being finished today, also the umpteenth amount of requests people sent me to write a happy OS, here I am with one, no depression, no sad ending, dont be pissed at me now.😆
Special dedication to my bestest friend here at I-F, aparna5293. Appy love, this for you, thankyou for all of your encouragment, you mean alot to me.🤗
Enough of my faltun blabbar, I'll leave you to reading it, Pleasent reading to all. 🤗
OS: Soulfully Yours
He walked in the corridor, thoroughly exhausted after a rough day at office, and after dealing with unconvincing clients all he desired for right now, was simple dinner and a peaceful night with his lovely wife. Holding a worned out expression on his face, he sleepily unlocked, the front door, of their sweet, cozy yet small house, away from the grandeur of Shantivan. Having Shyam loathing all around the house, with an adamant Anjali at his hands, he couldn't risk having his wife, Khushi around who for absolutely no reason was being blame for all that had happened in sister's life. Not that he was anyone out of the lot, but yet he had after all seen the purity in Khushi, and let go of the deep seated grievances that held no strong foundations to be built upon.
As Arnav entered inside the house, his pupils dilated trying to adjust to the dimly lit hall, with candles around, and what seemed like red roses all over the place.
"What the", was the only thing he managed to utter, surprised at the sudden celebration, which either he did not know off, or evidently had forgotten about. Standing their freezed to his spot, he craned his neck to the sound of wife's tinkling payal, which draped in a transparent red Sari was seductively, with a large smile on her face walking towards him, startling him even more. The last two times he saw her draped in red, was an enthralling experience to recall.
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She walked on the ramp, clad in a designer red sari, shying away from the crowd that looked at her beauty at his best, as his eyes too seemed to be fixed on her, and on her face that shining due to the tears cascading down her cheeks, from her eyes. The embarrassment of being dressed like this, that too walking on the ramp was taking over her fast, as she continued to look down at the stage unable to meet the awe struck gazes of the audience.
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He saw her walk sitting in between the countless lamps she had perfectly arranged, however silly her, had enclosed herself inside them. She was a sight to appreciate in the blood red sari that she wore, hair open, fringes covering half her forehead, face wearing the most captivating smile that existed, large brown eyes, looking into his own, as she realized him staring at her.
Upon the request of his so called fiance, he walked inside the circle of lights, and held out his hand to her, which she shyly took, and with his help, slowly, walked out of the maze of maps she had surrounded her self into.
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"You are finally back home", she said lovingly, wrapping her arms around his neck, shocking a bit even more, with her overly romantic behavior.
"Khushi, what is all this? Is there something today?", he asked looking into her eyes, which were shimmering bright as crystal, but as soon as his question seem to register her mind, he saw the shimmer fainting away, until nothing but annoyance, and deep regret shone in them, as she backed away from him, retreating her hands away from his neck, creating a fair distance between the two.
"You really don't remember?", she asked him back, transparent droplets of tears forming in her eyes, her voice choking with the effort of keeping it stable.
"Remember what?" he said softly, keeping his hand on her cheeks, which were wet with tears flowing down them furiously. Sensing that there was something really wrong, which is mind was refusing to cooperate with, he asked again, as she just stared in horror in his eyes, and almost suddenly, drew his hand away from her cheek, and looked away.
"Nothing. I'll serve you food", she said tartly, and ran away from their towards the kitchen still crying hopelessly to herself, as he just stood their shaken, and evidently in wonder of why she was acting so weirdly, when suddenly he snapped his fingers, as what was special about today hit him. Of course, how could he forget! Even though not being in a habit of saying sorry, or to the least caring about anyone's feelings, there was an utter need to cheer Khushi up, there was no way he could spoil today for her, not for her, not for himself. It was time to turn the worst into the best.
Walking inside the hall, his eyes met a sight of wonder, as around him there was nothing but red, roses, balloons, accompanied with a faint hint of white. There was a table, intricately decorated with red roses, a candle on beautiful candle holder standing in the middle, with two chairs on either sides too covered with red velvet, the table adorned with the most fragile and expensive china he had ever scene.
To his horror, she walked towards it, face fully red with all the unwanted tears she had shed, angrily wiping away the roses, their delicate, soft petals falling on the ground, as she grumpily picked up the crockery, and walked away with it towards the kitchen. Quietly, going behind her, he entered the kitchen, with her keeping the crockery on the kitchen counter, mumbling something to herself. Ever so lightly, he wrapped his arms around her almost bare waist, and blew her lavishly curled hair away.
"I am sorry Jaan, I almost forgot", he whispered in her ear, the light breeze from his mouth, touching her naked skin, sending tingling sensations down her body.
Gathering all the courage she had, to escape her husbands romantic assault, anger never leaving her, she pushed him back, and walked over to the other side of the kitchen counter.
"Does it even matter now? *pause*, go and sit on the table, I'll just be there to serve you", she told him blatantly still angry.
"Khushi, I said I am sorry, I know what it is today", he said in fairly controlled voice, near to losing his own temper.
"Did I say anything?" she fired back at him, getting a glare from him instantly.
"Look. I forgot that's it. I am human too, there are lots of things on my brain all day, I cant remember such little things all the time", he spoke away truthfully, in a harsh tone, as she looked up at him with teary eyes, him immediately regretting his last words.
"Our Anniversary is a little thing to you?", she asked in a heartbroken voice, as he looked down briefly in regret and again to see her bustling about with the food.
"No, I didn't mean that, I..", he stumbled trying to find the correct words, as walked towards her smoothly, trying to touch her without any success.
"Arnav, please go and sit down on the table, I am bringing the food", were her final words, as she picked up the tray of food she had prepared for him, and went out of the kitchen with it, shaking with hurt and anger
Stunned by her aggressive, stubborn he stood their thinking to himself, of some way to convince her, when it finally hit her, and hurriedly, getting his ipod out of his pocket, he checked if the desired song was in their, sneaking out of the kitchen before she him doing so, and attached to the wires to the sound system on the table at the end of the room
Done with that, he casually walked towards the table, where she tear stricken, waiting for him to come. He sat their, and looked at her once again sorry evident in his eyes, but she refused to meet his gaze, and quietly, starting serving him the food.
Making the way of his hands, under the table, he pressed the play button on the ipod, as the sheer silence that had prevailed in the room broke, with the soothing music of her favorite song. She stooped serving him food, and looked sheepishly at the sound system which had burst into life, playing the tune she loved most. Moving her eyes away from the sound system, she looked at him whose gaze was intently fixed on her saying his quite, sorries. She blinked her eyes twice, wiping away the tears from her face, and kept her soft creamy hand, on his hard rough one that was resting involuntarily on the table.
As the song began to play out his lyrics, she echoed the words, never breaking the eye lock with him, who seemed to just silently bore into hers never wishing to look away.
Using her free hand, she moved towards the table, and across the table kept her hand on his cheek covered with his thorny stubble, " Tu Muskara Jahan Bhi Hain Tu Muskara", she said softly, as the background song played the same lyrics, a cherishing smile spreading all across his face. He got up from his seat, carefully placing the ipod on the chair, picking away the her hand on his cheek and enclosing it into his own, as she too got up from her seat, and followed to the middle of the hall.
He wrapped his hands around her small waist, as the next set of lines were uttered by her " Tu Dhoop Ki Tarah Badan Ko Chun Zara", she arched her back, as he tightened his grip around her, and pulled her fragile form closer to himself.
"Shareer Sein Bhi Mukarahatein Tere", she voiced out, as the smile on his face increased reminding her of the time when she for the first time ever seem him laughing.
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She looked at him stupefied, as the smile on his face upon looking her just widened with every passing second as she continued to fiddle with the paste of flour and water that was all over face. He laughed out loud, as she continued to unconsciously smear bits of it on her face, having him laugh his heart out. Seeing him smile so wide, still unaware of her absent mind-ness, a smile itself etched on her face, not knowing the reason behind it.
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"Who hastein huwein, bikul bhi Laad Governor nahin lagtein", she remarked to herself, smiling away shyly, however glad at the thought of seeing him smile so brilliantly.
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Coming out of her flashback mode, she continued to look into his eyes, which were questioning her to the brief distant look that her eyes had portrayed. Shaking her had in assurance, she synched in the next set of lyrics " Badan Mein Sunti Hun Main Ahatein Tere", keeping her hand on his chest where his heart lay. They continued to move in slow motion to the lyrics, enjoying the solitude they found in each others arms.
"Labun sein aakein chulein apni lab zara
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Tu Muskara Jahan Bhi Hain Tu", she blushed away furiously upon uttering he next lyrics, after she voiced them, realizing unconsciously what she had asked him for. But he knew, as a smirk spread on his face, that what she said unconsciously was what she had always wanted in her sub conscious. Moving her closer to himself, he reduced the distance between their lips, until his were merrily hovering over hers, testing her patience. Unable to bear his silent torture she pressed in her soft lips into his, as they together shared a tender kiss with each other. Memories of the last incomplete kiss flooding both their minds
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Her back was pressed against the back of the pillar, body weight thoroughly applying on it, as she closed her eyes tight, waiting in interception, a little scared at what was to happen next.
Having had lost control of himself, he moved in closer to her welcoming form, reducing the distance between them, eyes closed, his lips only inches away from captivating hers, until the cell phone in his pocket buzzed away snapping them out of their reverie and into the real world. Both their eyes flew open this time, as he back away from her, thoroughly embarrassed at his actions, unable to meet her gaze that kept looking at him, flinching with every step he took to increase the distance
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She pushed away lightly, as the flashback in her mind ended, suddenly feeling very shy with his presence moving away, and running out of sight behind the pillars, to hide herself from his intense gaze. He smirked at her ditching mode, enjoying the effect that he had on her which she had never really openly exposed before.
"Shareer Sein Bhi Mukarhatein Tere
Badan Mein Sunti Hun Main Aahatein Tere"
Hiding behind the pillar, she tried to catch her breathe, thinking of all the times, he had been silly enough to see him, dream of him showering stars and rose petals. As she was musing over her silly self, in reality, she felt the soft petals of rose, touch her cheeks, as she looked amazed, at two hand on either side of the pillar, showering the petals on her.
"Aisa hota hain khyalun mein aksaar
Tujhko soochun tou behak jati hun" she told her self firmly, blinking her eyes only to realize that the showering petals were reality and not just her merry illusion. Sensing that, she turned around, gathering all her courage, as he held her hands into his and pulled her close to himself yet again.
"Mere rooh mein basi hain tere khusbun
Tujhko cholun tou behak jati hun", she said intently looking into his deep molten bronze eyes, finding all the solace and comfort in the world that only these pair of eyes could offer. She cupped his face into her hands, as his were wrapped around her waist, moving lightly to and fro to the blissful music.
"Tere Ankhun Mein",he whispered to himself, and then said the whole thing allowed, just like the song in the background did,
"Tere Aankhun Mein Koi Tu Jadun Hain" he repeated as per the lyrics, removing one of his hands from her waist, bringing them close to her eyes, moving his palm slowly, intentionally touching her skin, in front of hers, as she shut her eyes tight, letting her mind in daze to the things his touch did to her, transparent drops of happy tears making their way down her eyes.
Seeing them, using his thumb and two fingers, he removed the tears of her face, brining in the next lines of the song to her ears in his husky voice " Tu Muskara Jahan Bhai Hain Tu Musakara", she smiled a watery, grateful smile at him, and retreated her hands from his where they had cupped his face, brining them around his back, as she hugged him tight,
"Tu Mukara Jahan Bhi Hain Tu Muskara
Tu Dhoop Ki Tarah Badan Ko Chun Zara
Shareer Sein Bhi Muskaarahatein Tere
Badan Mein Sunti Hun Main Ahatein Tere"
"It has been a long year", she said as the music played behind them, still in his arms tightly wrapped around.
"Pretty long", he breathed in her hair, finding his comfort spot on her shoulder where his cheek were resting.
Slowly she pulled away from him, capturing his eyes into hers, "Cant this be forever?", she asked him innocently, to which he just stood silent, until she could see a mischievous glint run across his eyes, as he picked her up in his arms, her blushing away with what she thought were his intentions.
"Why not?", he smirked back at her, and with her red sari flying away mad, the song still playing the background, he carried her all the way towards their room, to what she called was her Forever.
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P.S: So how was it people? Too good, too bad, or somewhere in between? Let me know of how it is, all comments are welcomed, I may not be able to reply to them all but surely I am reading each and every one of them.
Love,
Batool😳
Kyunki Saas Bhi Kabhi Bahu Thi 2
