'Haqeeqat': MADI ff,p.30(utd 10/05) END - Page 16

Originally posted by: desi chic

Hey guys, sorry for the massive delay!! Thank you for the comments, I'll get to them soon as well as the update! Just letting u all know I'm still alive. 😳

Cheers,
dc

thats nice 😳😆

Originally posted by: angelic shaz

omg dat was realli gd
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u have 2 continue soon 😃

Thanks Shaz, I will continue tomorrow.

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dc

Originally posted by: *VaVaVoom14*

Yeshh she is a geniussssssssssss 😳

Loads of quality time with moi I tell ya!😳😆

Cheers,

dc

Originally posted by: *VaVaVoom14*

No your not dreaminggggggggg 😳 thanks for the clarification😉

Next year I will come to Canada 😃 My mum wants to see it 😆😆😆 Okes, its definately beautiful scenary😃

And yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaa I am ready to play football anydayyy 😳 "Soccer" sweetheart, that's what we call it.😃

Cheers,

dc

Originally posted by: desi chic

Loads of quality time with moi I tell ya!😳😆

Cheers,

dc

With u? 🤔 I thought she became a genius by talking to me 😆

Recap: "Aadhi...?" Her lips trembled beneath the covering of his finger as he hushed her... Tilting his head ever so slightly, she watched his eyes drift away from her face momentarily... and then back at her... Her eyes closed... allowing the feel of his cool hand burn her skin as it weaved through the feeble fabric... finding her waist... Feeling her body be pulled closer to his, a silent tear escaped the closed eye-lid... as his lips disallowed it from reaching the ground. As he moved his face away, his lips left a lingering sensation upon her cheek... Gently at first, his lips left imprints across her neck... and across her shoulder blade...

Part 7

As his lips parted from her skin, he failed to understand his situation… He stared at her beautiful face, illuminated by the moonbeams secretly swaying across the room… as his own face, rested amongst the shadows… Her eyes remained closed… as though in a wonder of where she stood between the shores of dream and reality… The thought left him in the same boat… hanging lose of shores… but all he knew at the moment, was that he had stepped into untried waters… and they had slowly risen above any truth had… A few locks of hair drifted outside the hurriedly kept bunch… luxuriously caressing her cheek. Lifting a hand, he cupped the right side of her face… his fingers running smoothly across the sun-kissed skin… as his eyes finally fell upon the lips… As his eyes studied them, an unexpected urge seemed to have veiled over him… an urge to crush his own… upon them… An urge to devour the taste of hers on his own… relish… Lifting his gaze momentarily to encompass her entire face, his thumb rubbed against her bottom lip… A gentle smile fleetingly threatened upon his own, at observing the subtle squinting of her closed lids… As his eyes ran down her face once more… they ceased yet again… at her lips… Slowly, he titled his head… bringing it closer to hers… His mouth settling sincerely upon hers… As she melted into his grasp, he felt her finally respond… her hands had begun to explore his hair… As he wrapped her into this frenzied state, he felt the uncertainty within… fade… Moving his head to the side of her face, he washed away the hesitancy… capturing the fleeting tear from her closed eye… with his lips… Moving his hand to the back of her head, released the grateful locks… as they came cascading down… bathing him in their seductive presence…

She stood paralysed in the moment… in his arms… As he rubbed his unshaven stubble against her cheek, flashes of moments spent with her father transiently passed before her closed eyelids… leaving a gulf of uncertainty once more… She couldn't ever recall feeling so…vulnerable… yet so… secure… "Methali…" as the name left his lips beneath the veil of her open tresses… she felt the doubt wash away… almost instantly… His tone had been calm… rightful almost… She faintly recalled being lifted from the ground… the ornaments garnishing her wrists making music distantly… As she lost herself in the night's passionate demeanour…

***

The soft peddling of tiny droplets against the grounds whispered musically through the large open window… as it moved in tranquil rhythm with the soft, chilly breeze… The room was cast in shadows and stealth moonbeams, preying at the peaceful slumber of two lost in it…

She could feel the goosebumps crawl across her arm as a soft chilly breeze blew against her skin… Slightly irritated, she brought her arm beneath the safety of the covers… sinking into the comfortable warmth. Outstretching it slightly, her palm fell upon a tender, yet noticeably firm surface… Lazily, her eyes took their time adjusting to the dimmed room… and her surroundings… As her gaze fell upon her open palm, she could feel everything else momentarily go numb… Perhaps in disbelief, she squinted her eyes… reopening them to the same… Her petite hand lay softly against the open skin of a man's chest… trailing her eyes up the built, they rested upon the distinctly familiar facial features… of "Adi…" the name left her lips with a perplexing tone… It held a mixture of surprise, yet feel… panic, yet calm… betrayal, yet honesty… As it all registered… the unexpected arrival of Adi at her place… his uncertain balance… the stroll to Mehra house… his pensive footsteps… the solid wall behind her… his soft lips against her skin… being obliviously lifted into the air… Her face went blank… sitting up with a start, she clutched the sheet conservatively against her chest.

After what seemed an endless pause, she hesitantly removed her eyes from staring into nothingness… and pulled them to his face… It was free from creases… a slight curve on the ends of his tender lips… a serene blankness overlay his face… For the first time, it was Vikram-Aditya Mehra… or more like Adi… not "Adi", that she was seeing… It was as though such sleep had not been generous to the man… As if guided by his magnetizing innocence under the blanket of deep sleep, her hand outstretched to his forehead… gently caressing his silky hairs… gently… delicately… A genuine smile danced lightly on her lips at the peaceful sight, as uncounted minutes passed in oblivion… as though engraving the moment… in her mind… Her empty thoughts were unexpectedly interrupted by a soft murmur leaving his lips as he turned comfortably to the side… innocently encompassing her wrist within his arms. The breath caught in her throat, and almost instantly… her eyes became misty with unexplained emotion… Carefully, she released herself from his grasp and walked into the shadows… covering her body… emitting his scent, which now engulfed her senses almost entirely… knowing she would recognize it within an instant… if she ever parted with it.

Turning her head slightly, she turned her body to look back at the robust chest… rising and falling… in calming rhythm… As her head turned slowly back towards the door, the voices from the halls of the college and otherwise rang in her mind… "Adi? He's such a player. He can't even hold a girl for a day!"… "Did you see the college paper, Vikram-Aditya Mehra, voted as the campus Casanova… no surprises there…" As the voice replayed in her mind… mixed with his face… her feet extended across the line to the exterior of the room… Her mind lost in utter confusion… whereas somewhere deep within, it felt as though she had left a large part of herself behind… in his embrace… his hold…

***

As she stepped into her room, her face remained expressionless… the voices ringing clear in her head… yet more apparent… was his eyes… that ceased to remove their hold of her, despite his absence… She could clearly see her reflection within them, as he looked at her… in a moment of uncertainty. Falling to the ground, she rested an arm across the end of the bed. It was as though she knew it was all real… the touch… the feel… the bond… the sentiments… Yet, somewhere… the girl within her held some doubt… What if… The unfinished thought burned her mind… Ye mujhe kya ho raha hai… She felt like screaming out her agony, yet there was no voice… It wasn't regret really… just… uncertainty? … All that overpowered the constant thudding of her heart against her chest… was "Maithali…" her name upon his lips… as she rested her head against her arm… Lost in thoughts… sleep… him…

***
Still enjoying the comfort of blissful sleep, he outstretched his arm lazily across the soft surface… Unknown to him, a gentle smile formed on his lips… when a streak of radiant sunshine fell generously upon his face, as it seared through the translucent drapes flying aloof… Slightly irritated, he squinted his eyes… opening them slowly… The space next to him lay in a scattered manner outlining recent occupancy… Almost immediately, flashes of the passionate night before played in his mind… More so… the aftermath…

(Flashback)

He flinched lightly in his slumber, faintly aware of the presence next to him. Out of habit, he went to turn his body slightly to the right, when he stopped the effort… A pleasant warmth comforted his body, and curiosity shot his eyes open… as his gaze fell upon the beautiful face, lost amiss scattered strands of silky hairs… Lifting his head slightly, he captured the unforgettable sight of beauty… in its purest… most divine… form. "Maithali…" he whispered almost as though assuring reality. His mind was in a haze, consistent with his senses… lost in her… The surroundings and all had seemingly faded, as he stared at her… His finger delicately brushing against her skin as he carefully removed the hairs… revealing her entire face… creaseless in peaceful slumber. Not knowing why, he lifted the back of his hand against the side of her face, as it lay on his chest so comfortably… Running his hand down her face, it felt as though time… indeed… had stopped… in his moment… which he lived… and… would live… times uncounted… for the rest of his life… Unable to disturb her sleep, and unknown to himself, his head fell back onto the pillow… as sleep came with dreams unknown…

(End Flashback)

Suddenly, he sat up… seeing the scattered sheets… the unkempt state of his surroundings… and him. Raking a hand through his hair, his thoughts were interrupted by the buzzing of the rectangular gadget on the side-table. Shifting his gaze to the digital clock on the other end, he quickly picked up the cell… faintly noticing the 8: 02 a.m. or the name flashing across the screen of the little phone… "Hello…" he mumbled…

Cheers,

dc