When the tide turned .MithviFF-Part 17 updt Pg32 - Page 8

Thanks Keerthi .!

Thanks Gargi ... I too want Suni to be an adorable girl !

I can just close my eyes and imagine sitting on a rock at the top of a hill watching the sunset with an attractive man...height of romantic. *Sigh*

Amazing scene.

@ Shelly: Thank Shelly !! Agree ... sunsets and an attractive man ... what a combo !!! 😆

Even better because Prithvi is a handsome, hunky, tender attractive man. *sigh* Now, both you and Shelly now my admiration for hunky men, ie: Maan and Arnav (can we -really- call Ahem a man? Too young.😆 I digress...) At any rate, this Prithvi guy has an extra dash of hunkiness that's appealing. Yeah, he's a pain in the butt like all the heroes are at first, but there's something attractive about his 'rawness'. If that makes sense.

Great update my friend!

Both special in some way ... hope you'll enjoy it !

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Recap :

When she reached the door, she turned back and looked at him. He was still there watching her. She went inside the room and shut the door.

She wondered who would get her dinner tonight.

Part 7 ...

She changed into some comfortable clothes and relaxed on her bed. Since she had nothing else to do, she soon dozed off.

The door creaked open and she woke up with a start. "Who's there?" She called. " Is that you, Prithvi ?"

There was no answer and she saw someone enter the room, it did not look like Prithvi. Then who was it? She wondered. The person switched on the light and she saw - it was Datha Thakur.

She straightened her clothes and watched him come towards her. He walked up to her and, to her utter surprise, placed his hand on her head and caressed her. That felt so right !

Tears brimmed in her eyes and soon he was just a blur in front of her. She heard the sharp intake of his breath and the next moment he gathered her in his arms, stroking her head and mumbling, "Forgive me, dear child, I am so sorry you had to go through all this suffering and pain".

They didn't need any more words.

It was like a dam had burst and she began sobbing right earnestly.

She cried for the long years of separation her parents went through, She cried for every moment of her childhood when she had missed having her father around. And most of all she cried for the sheer hopelessness of it all.

There seemed no way out of this mess. Datha couldn't just return to her mother. Sunheri and Prabha would be shattered. In fact they needed him more. She and her mother had schooled themselves to live without him.

She felt drops fall on her hands gripping his shirt, looking up she saw he was crying too. It broke her heart to see him cry. She straightened herself and resolutely wiped her tears, "Don't" she said "Don't cry, everything will be alright". She wiped his tears. "Remember you have 2 daughters you are their pillar of strength".

He smiled through his tears, she was just like his Sudha, emotional, sentimental and brave. How he wished things had been different. If only he could turn back the clock !

Soon they were deeply engrossed in catching up with each other's life. He laughed at her vivid narrations of her mischief as a child. He wanted to hear everything about Sudha. Miu had so many questions of her own. Especially about the love story of her parents !

"Please, please tell me how you two met ?" she begged. He laughed and affectionately patted her cheek, "it's late, you must rest now." I'll tell you tomorrow. And tomorrow, you'll be in the house with me, your rightful place is there".

"No, I'll stay here, I don't want to create problems for you" she said stubbornly

"I can be stubborn too" he smiled and kissed her on the forehead. "Good night my dear, I'll send somebody with your dinner"

Both of them were aware that they were avoiding the issue of why Sudha fled the village with her child 20 years ago. But this was such a treasured moment that neither wanted to break the spell.

There'll be enough time for the inquisition later, decided Miu. By now, he must know, that his daughter wouldn't give up so easily !

She watched wistfully as he walked to the door, at the door he turned and smiled at her, impulsively she blew him a kiss. With an exaggerated action, he 'caught' the kiss and put it in his breast pocket, just over his heart.

She giggled with delight to see this playful side of his personality. He smiled and closed the door behind him.

She hugged her knees began weaving dreams of how she would take her father to Delhi to meet her mother. And they would make up for all the lost time. So what, if he couldn't move in with them, they could at least spend a few days together !

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Part 8 ...

That was how Prithvi saw her. He walked in with her dinner and found her staring into space a slight smile on her face. His breath caught in his throat, she was beautiful, he thought !

The thought took him by surprise; he had never seen her as a woman before. She was always the pesky city girl, who waltzed into his life proclaiming that she was Datha's daughter. His extreme anger at her claim blinded him to her feminine charm.

Now, deep inside he knew, he could lose his heart to her. Shaking himself mentally, "Love and marriage are not for people like you Prithvi, you cannot take responsibility for the happiness and welfare of another when you don't even know what tomorrow has in store for you !".

He walked over to her and placed the tray on her bed. She was jerked from her reverie and she smiled warmly at him "Prithvi ! I am so hungry, I could eat a horse !"

Totally lost in her smile, he replied without thinking, "Sorry, we're out of horse tonight".

For a second she looked at him astonished, did he really crack a joke? Then she burst into laughter and he joined her laughing heartily. It felt so good to laugh without a care in the world. It had been ages since he laughed.

And then both of them stopped laughing, suddenly feeling embarrassed. Meera was amazed, he actually laughed ! She looked at him and found him looking at her with an intense gaze. She felt her cheeks and ears go warm, Gosh ! She was blushing. The last time she blushed, she was 17 !

She got up suddenly and mumbled "I've got to wash my hands", then she fled to the bathroom.

Prithvi ran his fingers through his hair and thought dazedly, She actually blushed when he was staring at her like an idiot !

Watch out Prithvi ! he warned himself. She's engaged to be married, And you can't go about staring like that at an engaged girl or any girl for that matter !

Meera leaned against the door of the bathroom. What was wrong with her? She actually blushed feeling his intense gaze upon her.

She never blushed, not even when Akash mouthed his syrupy sweet nothings ! How could she react like that to a man, who was almost a stranger to her ! Not to forget he actually tried to kill her !

It was scary, she shivered, watch out Meera! She warned herself. You could drown in those chocolate brown eyes !

She cautiously peeped out of the bathroom and found to her relief he was gone. She limped back to her bed and checked the tray. It had rice, dal some vegetables and a glass of milk.

For the next half-an-hour she savored the meal and made a mental note to compliment Prabha on her excellent cooking. She took the last sip of milk and then wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. She put the empty bowls back into the tray and decided to take it back to the kitchen.

Just as she reached the door, she ran into Prithvi and she almost dropped the tray. Swiftly he steadied her, one hand holding on to the tray and the other grasped her elbow.

"I'll take it back, he said. Wordlessly she gave the tray to him and watched as he went towards the kitchen.

She did not feel like retiring to bed, after all she had spent almost the whole day sleeping. She walked along the veranda and went into the garden behind the house.

The night was still and filled with the sounds of crickets and other night creatures, she heard a lone owl hoot. The moon light filled the garden with a silvery glow.

It was calm and peaceful and she felt serenely happy. As she walked around a hedge, she ran into someone,

It was like colliding against a brick wall and she almost fell backwards. But a hand snaked around her waist and steadied her.

Prithvi, she guessed. She grabbed his upper arms and tried to stand upright. She raised her head and looked at him. She could not see his expression in the dark. She took her hands off his arms, but he didn't let go of her waist. Still looking up at him she placed her palms on his chest.

She felt his heart beating rapidly. Like as if in a trance she gently laid her head on his chest. He went still for a moment and then enveloped her into a hug with his strong arms.

She felt the warmth of his body permeate into her and felt incredibly secure. She let out a small sigh and felt him tighten his arms around her. She felt his lips on her hair, Did he actually kiss her, or was she imagining things ?

Suddenly a door banged and they sprang apart guiltily.

"It's late ' I'm ' going to sleep", she mumbled and almost ran from the garden, ignoring her painful leg.

Prithvi stood there looking at her; he then slowly dragged himself back to the charpoy in the veranda. He lay down and stared at the ceiling.

What had gotten into him? He actually took her in his arms ! He closed his eyes.

It felt so incredibly right ! She fit in his arms perfectly like she was made for him !

He groaned and banged his fist on the wooden frame of the charpoy. What was happening to him ? He seemed to lose control over his sanity when around her.

This would not do, he must keep his distance, he resolved.

Meera twisted and turned in her bed. Why was she affected by his heartbeat? And she actually laid her head on his chest !

She must have gone temporarily mad. An engaged woman didn't behave like that with other men. It was outrageous!

Stay away from him Meera, she cautioned herself. He was big trouble for her.

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So, tell me what do you think ????