note: ok guys here we are not added much of a recap because i find that i can mess it up sometimes and not be direct enough and so i have added a link to the last chapter instead .http://www.india-forums.com/forum_posts.asp?TID=1198720&TPN=14
"unki shidaat se" - his with devotion
Chapter 8
recap: samar looks after an ill shivangi..spending time with samar shivangi sees a more softer side to samar and beings realsing that slowy somewhere he cared for her but also that his love for his wife gauri was above all for him.
As samar wakes up in the next morning..rubbing the tiredness away from his eyes he sits up to find a few odd elements..naturally having slept on the sofa as to give shivangi bed space samar looks around to find that all his little needs had been catered for. On the bed lay his clothes, just how he liked them..even his towel had been left at reach and this samar seemed pleased at. Assuming it to be ramu kaka samar took his morning routine in stride although a thought did cross that ramu kaka was off on holiday wasn't he? Too early for questions for him it was not of relevance who it was it was more the perfection with which things were done. Having said that no one ever got close to gauri but that was something samar had known for a long time. … walking out of the shower samar had this one habit that things had to been done In a swift manner. That meant on the phone whilst having a shower..organizing his personal dairy and meeting. Having the daily headlines read to him whilst getting changed so he could decide weather or not to read the paper over breakfast was one thing that was unique. Naturally gauri was apt for all this nagging when these traits became over the top and somewhat aiding them usually all out of love. All these years so various people taking gauris place..all of samars relationships before hand..but none of samars last partners ever got it right and so it was all left to ramu kaka and sometimes even shanti who would sweetly be a little version of gauri. With the perfection of his routine samar stepped out of the shower on the dot.. getting changed, swinging on what was a blue shirt and fastening its buttons samar takes a glance at the time expecting kaka..the foot steps that take into the room behind him he assumes to be right but standing rather insecurely, unsure of what she is doing shivangi gets very little chance to introduce her presence as samar with his back turned makes an assumption... "kaka aaj ki headlines sunayey .." turning up the collar of his shirt and swinging a tie around his neck notices the pause and comments.. "baat kya hai..aaj kuch padne laayak nahin hai kya?" samar going about his own task trying to knot his tie gets and unexpected replies and turns around hearing it. A very meekly voiced stumbling of words..a start of an explanation. "ji woah..mein...kaka." seeing shivangi turn her presence into sheere anxiousness..doping her sight at his one glance and searching the floor nervously samar noticed how shivangi had bought him his morning newspaper and seeing the discomfort on her face reminded him of the fact that she couldn't read yet she intsisted on giving a certain explanation that samar noticed to be a sort of barrier maybe something that told him she was ashamed of the fact that she was illiterate. "woh..ji waoh mein kaka nahin hai toe..woah." struggling to carry out her word samar steps In. "koi baat nahin..vaise yey akbhar chordo mein khud pahad loonga."shivangi nodding a yes without any eye contact leaves the paper on the bed and then turns to leave the room yet as she hears her name said in her husbands tone of voice her heart skips a beat. Turning around taking a slight glance up she catches gimpes of samar who is adjusting the knot of his tie to perfection. But not for long does shivangis sight make that courage and as samar speaks she finds it card to give eye contact... "mere khyal se tume apni hindi aur english classes phirse join karleni chahiyey." pleased by samars concern for her samars comment brings a smile to her face yet in doing so an sign of her fading illness shows. Coughing which sounded painful shivangi shows a minor sign of still being ill to which samar reacts. "tume doctor ke paas jana chahiyey...agar aisi koi baat hai toe tume muje batana chahiyey."
…........As per the over protective nature that came with samar kapoor he to k both shivangi and shanti for a doctors checkup the doctor naturally being prateek had diagnosed nothing but improvement in both shivangi and shantis case. They were near enough as good as normal and the symptoms were just general. Walking out down the corridors of city hospital shanti holding onto samars hand on one side and shivangi walking on samars right..they seem to look like the perfect family but as the truth is somewhat different both the awkwardness showed on shivangis expression. For a mixture a feelings were taking over within she hardly knew what to make of it all. Her the harshness which was really told her that her husband was never to be hers yet the there was something within her that still hoped, saw that softer side and she even think she had fallen In love with him. As all these thoughts took pace in shivangis mind the evidence of it all was the way she would take the occasional glance towards samar..not just a usual look but a more lost in love type of approach that even shanti had began to notice and wondered why she was looking at her papa in that way. But the moment was interrupted as they happened to walk into "Mr sinha." the very mr sinha that had visited only a few days ago and to which shivangi had covered up the fact that she was samars wife. Shocked to see him here and in embarrassment of her previous actions shivangi felt that surge of reluctance to be around that very moment but as samar took it as lightly has ever he greeted mr shina with the up most normality but when he noticed that alongside samar was his daughter but the lady with him samar took the opportunity to correct the misunderstanding. "yeh meri wife hai..shivangi kapoor." the man having a some confusion was just about to speak.. "agar muje theek se yaad hai toe us din aapne muje yeh baataya tha ke aap inki employee ho?" an awkward moment passed for shivangi as she tried her best to pass the situation by yet samar was admant to correct the matter. "nahin aap ne shaayad galat suna hoga..yeh meri patni hai." mr sinha with all the characteristics of a businessmen man with strong relations with samar was sure that he was right in what he had heard that night but he had no choice but to accept samars words. Putting it down to his misconception mr sinha took the matter lightly apologizing for what he thought was his error and getting more to the point. "Vaise aap shaam ko party mein toe aa rahe hai naa?" seaking directly to samar, mr sinha seemed to be talking about this event as if it was something that was already confirmed and samar looking liked he had just been jogged of an forgotten chore accepted. The truth was he had completely forgotten. "hah of course.." saying so with the essence of a true businessmen personality samar thought over how he could forget something so important. For this sinha was a businessmen client after all accepting social invitations was a routine thing even if it was one of the things samar wasn't keen on. Usually palming them off on druv and vivan was something samar preferred to do but this time he had no option. Smiling as to cover uo his dislike mr sinhas comments continued. "vaise bhabhiji ko saath laana maat bhulyeyga." nodding a yes samar accepted whilst shivangi took up an instant glance at the mention of her attending. Finally leaving having said his goodbyes samar, shivangi and shanti are left to there own journey home. Driving the scene more silent then anything no one spoke, shivangi sitting on the passenger seat next to samar took a few worried glances the thought of attending that party, as for samar he concentrated on driving until his daughter made her inevitable demand which was bond to come sooner or later. "papa ice cream!!" looking out of the window with the biggest smile shanti was determined to get her ice cream..papa ice cream. Samar knowing that this was going to take some convincing stops the car and as any parent does comes up with a list of excuses why ice-cream isnt appropriate but that one glance toward the child innocence on shantis face and samar is persuaded giving in he walks out of the car to buy his daughter her ice cream. As shanti watches out of the window as her request is fulfilled. Shivangi also notices something. Something completely different. Watching a husband lovingly buying red bangles for his wife a smile comes to her expression... samar opens the door getting into the car hands shantis ice-cream to her and then pausing looking at shivangi has something to say to her..."shivangi woah" only seeing to be awoken from her own daydream shivangi looks towards samar with suprise as she sees something unexpected. Holding a set of red bangles samar explains.. "meine waha dekha ke ek pati apni patni ke leighyey chudiya gharidraha hai toe meine socha ke ..." over stunned, shivangi looks at samar with that surprise yet that hint of love and longing for this very situation...but as the reailty the car door opening closing with samars entrance into the car shivangi realizes that it is just a dream. Awaked from what she thought to be reality samar notices how shivangi is looking at him all lost and questions.
"kya hua aise kya dekh rahin ho??" shivangi gathering herself from what was a leap from the dream world to reality gives a very unsure nod of the head which samar makes nothing of but has his own question... "waise aaj raat ki party mein tum mere saath aarahin ho..akela jaaonga toe aajeeb lage ga." intercepting samars comment shivangi again nods a yes to which samar takes a no objection sort of reply but It was clear that the feeling of not wanting to attend this party was neutral whilst samar was least bothered about the formality of the party yet preferred not to go..shivangi seemed disturbed..not about that but about the sort of emotions she had been carrying for the past few day. Occasional thought, glance and even attraction to her husband had become more regular..the care for him was no longer just routine it was more important then that when one looses themselves in dreaming of another..it is classified as love?
…........The evening takes on shivangi is ready. All lavishly dressed up for a party senoiro she rembers all the fuss gayatri and the rest of her family made out about these social events. She looked butiful and undoubly anybody would mistake her for gauri..the same look..of a exquiste saari, looose hair..jewllery all the simplicty that became perfection. The only difference was that she may look like gauri and have in common her status as samar kapoors wife but shivangi was still worried. Knowing only the very few basics of how a lady like herself should behave in a party like the one she was to attending. Shivangi had reassured herself that everything would be ok if she would keep herself to herself and just smile. Taking a last glance in the mirror shivangi walks out of the guest room she was getting ready in and heads for the bedroom. Knocking on the door after a pause she enters. Walking in seeing samar stand in front of the mirror she fails not to notice all the good looks and charm that was brought out with her husbands apprance. Dressed in a black suit with an accompanying white shirt samar was very formally dressed although the adttion of a tie was missing he perfected that too. Taking a glance at the color that shivangi was wearing..shades of black and gold samar selected his tie in accordance. Choosing a shade of something similar to the gold of shivangis saari..samar perfects the knot of his tie whilst commenting.. "mein jaanta hoon ke tum aana nahin chahti, meri vajese majboori mein aa rahi ho isleighyey..thanks..mere matlab shukriya.." as if to remember the fact that shivangi was not fluent in English samar corrects himself yet on the other hand shivangi is more surprised my samars more softer nature...and not to mention the charm that had swept her off her feet. Still with that essence of the personalty that was samar kapoor yet she was seeing a more " vaise yey parties muje bilkul atchi nahin lagti magar jana hota hai." checking his wrist watch with the sort of disinterest that told him he really didnt want to go it was time. Taking a glance up and then taking a few steps towards the door senses that there was no movement from behind him and Turing around sees shivangi in that very same place constantly staring into his expression as he turns back and awake her from her daze. ".chale..?"
Amongst all those businessmen personalities lavish surroundings and ambiance shivangi found herself following samar around as various people seemed to want to talk to him. Introducing her time and time again and even trying to make general conversation out of force was getting annoying for samar an hour into the party and the two of them only wanting to leave try to do just that when stopped by mr sinha himself. "kaha jaa rahe hai aap?, aise kaise jaa sakte hai mr kapoor. Aur vaise meine suna hai ke app ek bhot ache singer ho.? Surprised to here the comment shivangi looks amazed at the fact that her husband was known for being a good singer. That was the last thing she would ever think of in relation to him. Watching him try to get out of the situation.."salon phehle ke baatthi mr sinha..ab nahin.." as far as samar was concerned he was a changed man now nothing such was of interest anymore yet mr sinha still intrsisted "kyun ab kyun nahin..?" and in the flow of emotion samar let insight into his reason"pehele apni patni ke leighyey gayay karta tha." having heard samars comment shivangi came to understand the sort of attachment it must have come with from the past..yet somewhere it did leave its mark when he refered to his wife as another. But that was all drowned with understanding in shivangis mind she never had or was going to hold anything against the fact that for samar gauri was always the one but mr sinha not unaware "toe aaj bhi gayey unke leighyey...gayeyna" something within samar h accepted. Something he hadn't done for years yet In the eye of the crowd that were cheering him on to do so samar gave in whilst shivangi watched from a distance and encountered something she had never thought would be anything like her husband. Sitting down at the presence of a piano a talent that he hadn't demonstrated in years was brought out. Touching the keys In tune...a tune which was more than unexpected.
Main shaayar to nahin....
magar ae haseen
Jab se dekha maine tujhko
Mujhko shaayari aa gayi
surprised by her husband shivangi watched as his words came out with perfection and more so emotion. The look on his face the glow in his eyes slowy began to reappear telling her that he was thinking about gauri. The sort of expression she had never seen..deep meaningful and most importantly in love.. "Main aashiq to nahin, magar ae haseen" carried away within his own world..thoughts of his wife ..his first love samars expression gave of a smile as he sang...a smile rare to his expression yet beneath it all was a sense of deep emotion everybody in the room seemed to mistake as love for shivangi but there were only the two of them that knew his every word was for gauri...
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Jab se dekha maine tujhko Mujhko aashiqui aa gayi Main shaayar to nahin...." finishing off the lines to the song the surroundings filled with applause yet only shivangi noticed the fact that her husband was trying hard to cover up what were tears that were to cup his eyes any moment walking off focus and past her without even a glance she knew that showing emotion wasnt something her husband was likely to do and not attempting to intrude she let him walk away to deal with his emotion as he would prefer alone.... touched, saddened and surprised by what she had exprensed today shivangi spent some time on her own in the party to allow samar his own time. Thinking over how deep her husbands love is she felt like she could relate to him a little more now for his love for gauri was the same as her love for him. Love that couldn't be expressed for one reason or the other..Being disturbed by the noise around shivangi comes out of her thoughts to think of the time, it had been a subtanical amount of time since samar had left and shivangi begins to look for him. Walking outside the hotel she asumes he is spending time in his own company but she is wrong. He is no where to be seen but as shivangi happens to bump into the driver she asks him. "aap ne sahab ko kahin dekho." the driver replying with a yes "hah meine une kuch der pehle bar ki taraf jate hue dekha." taking the drivers comment into account shivangi takes to the hotel bar and finds samar there..alone. Worried seeing that he had already consumed a considerable amount of alcohol the empty glasses spoke for themselves yet as shivangi took a few steps closer to stand beside samar she realised he was very much so sober. Noticing her presence samar took a glance to his side... "woh mein aapko dhund rahin thi...ham ghar chale." sounding somewhat hesitant and contentious of her words shivangi could sense that her husband was drinking to drown his sorrows. More so the picture of gauri which lay beside his glass within his wallet showed that he was missing her. Getting a very sure and direct response from him.. "tum ghar jaaon mein kuch der mein aata hoon." worried of leaving samar In such a state shivangi was aware that samar was emotionally vulnerable and leaving him in the aid of alcohol is something she didn't want to do and so tried her best. "aap..saath aate toe.." not convinced samar disagrees.. "Meine kaha na tum jaaon.." not wanting to provoke anger shivangi is forced upon leaving asking the driver to keep an eye on samar shivangi has no choice but to leave. Hours later 1.30am and back at kapoor house shivangi sits in wait of samar. Having been waiting for samar she drifts off into sleep and even then her dreams take her into thoughts of her husband but as her eyes open and along with It the sound of a door opening she awakens to see samar stumble through the door. Under the influence of of alochol and unaware of what he is doing samar seems to think he can handle himslef. With a distort appearance of his atire..grasping onto his blazer in one hand..he tries his best to walk into the room yet needs the support which shivangi gives him. Quick to walk to the door and aid him she helps him onto the bed..yet in a somewhat lost state he ends up lying on the bed in a mess. Shivangi taking his blazer away from him, removing his shoes..watch all the excess that was of irritation to him she takes a few steps away from him as to leave and prepare for him an solution which would act as aspirin but to her suprise and also fear she feels a grab at her wrist and turning around is faced by a half conscious yet expression that gave off all the lure of samar kapoor the truth being that it was all a dilution of alcohol and it worried shivangi to think that her husbands actions were clouded beneath the influence of alcohol. Feeling uncomfortable under his touch and even watch..shivangi tried hard to divert the situation. Scattering her sight nevervously shivangis tone of voice shivers with the feeling of samars touch. Woah..mein aapke leighyey..nimbu pani laati hoon. Not letting go of her staring into her expression with a look of dilution it was as if his words were for someone else, for his love..for gauri "mere paas raho..." the look of dare she describe it as desire was running in samars eyes..a more devoted love was shaped on his face yet shivangi knew it was wrong. It was all a misconception. Feeling samars presence so close his touch watch appon her in this way for the first time shivangi was scared..trying to resolve something that was become a dilema she seemed to fail. "dekhyey aap hosh mein nahin hai mein abhi..aayee...." trying to turn back and walk away she failed yet again as samars hold on her was still existant. Turning back she was silenced by samars approch. So influential..the look in his eyes deepening with intensity it was clear he was unaware of the difference between his love and what shivangi was..just a meir replica of it... rising to more intensity samar failed to let go of shivangis wrist and instead stepped closer..startling shivangi...with her heartbeat at a rise she could harly speak for what is it that she could do.. having felt her chin pulled up by the feeling of samars touch her expression was now held in place by samar fingers. Hardly able to meet his expression the one gaze that happen to take a glance up was her first mistake. Looking into her husbands eyes all she saw was unconditional love..longing charm attraction everything flowed with the moment this was all she had ever wanted yet it was wrong. Her posturing shaking In fear at the very closeness..loosing herself in his eyes her own eyes filled up with tears. Tears that spoke volumes..those droplets that were dying to express all the love for her husband.. those droplets that had been longing this moment for ever yet there were those tears that refused to accept. Those that didnt agree for this wasnt right. She wasnt the one he loved. Unable to express the truth and torn between the longing for a relationship with her husband who she loved and the morality of deceiving him..shivangi simply let loose her tears. Tears that samar wiped away with his fingertips and she could do nothing she was his.. and for all those times she had repeated the fact that she was his did she have the strength to deny it now..?? emersed in silent tears the pain and pleasure of the moment was unaccountable for anybody to understand..the words she had dreamed to here from her husband she was hearing... "mein tumse bhoat pyaar karta hoon.." hurt she couldn't take it. She was intruding within a husband and wife relationship..for samars love was for gauri not for her yet silenced by him she never found the words.. "jise aap pyaar karte hai waoh..mein naahii...." just as she is about to finish samars presence is far to strong.. already having taken to caressing her..shivangi is lost for words.. as her husbands trails down the skin of her neck with the warmth of kisses there is nothing she can do and one part of her wants to live her dream. To be her husbands..to be his in everyway.. giving up all thoughts and possession to samar shivangi gives up thinking about the situation and Is delved into the reality that she is his wife. She Is mrs samar kapoor and that makes samars possession of her acceptable..loosing all consciousness to her love for her husband the feelings of fear and submission take over shivangi as samar makes his advance.. loosing herself in what was the fulfillment of there relationship shivangi thinks nor more and lets destiny take its own path... …
.The morning after as shivangi enters her bedroom, samar is still asleep. Entering with a cup of tea which she leaves at his bedside shivangi cant help but think about the night before. A mixutre of feeling from, guilt to fulfillment hurt to a sense of betraying her husband were going though her mind...not able to deal with the situation nor think about confronting her husband shivangi tries to leave before samar awakens. Just as shivangi leaves the room samar happpens to awaken. Rubbing his head in conjuction with a certain throbbing headache samar looks around the room to find it impactulate yet some triats were left..the blazer to the suit he had worn last night his watch.. phone sat in unusual places to where he kept them but sitting up in bed with a certain serise of flashbacks from last night. Samar seemed bewilded at the nights happening. Thinking over them he rembers certain moments which he dreads to belife did even take place. Rubbing his forehead in a certain concern... with a lot of aggressive thinking and worry samar is out of his realization to what had taken place last night and feels a strong guilt which leads him to a certain apology in front of gauris portrait. Something he never thought he would do was replace gauri in that way...but he had done..sharing his guilt with his wife samars thoughts and worries and the fact that he had made this mistake and wasn't to sure on what basis was left feeling distort. Spending most of his time going over the events in his mind and even disgusted at himself for his actions samar pulls him self together. Confrontation was the only way, walking around an empty kapoor house in search of shivangi she was no where to be seen and as predicted she too was likely to be feeling the same way or worst. The last place to look in the house was just outside..in the garden and there she was. Sitting amongst the loneliness of the surroundings samar for the first time ever felt the essence of worry or even hesitation. This was to be hard..if he was responsible if he had hurt her..?? all this questions and in samars mind a regret his way of thinking had been clouded. Approaching shivangi closer samar took a seat next to her on the conventional looking bench yet as she sensed samars presence she was about to stand in acknowledgment yet samar looked beyond that formality and stopped her. "beht jaaon" noticing how..both of them were in the same situation she had trouble even confronting him looking in his direction never mind talking yet somebody had to make a start and samar was that person. "Kal raat jo hamare beech mein hua..iske leighyey muje maaf kardo..wohh..."loosing a sense to his words there is nothing samar can say feeling ashamed of himself he stops yet shivangi has something to say. Shivangi: "woh aapki leighyey ek galti thi naa?" samar doesn't ansewer yet the silence is a yes."aap jante hai joe aapke leighyey galti thi...use mein galti nahin apne pati ke saath apna rishta maanti hoon." that comment of shivangis made samar feel the harshness of what shivangi was going though for she was just a wife who like any other woman expect her husband to love him as much as she did but that samar had not been able to provide shivangi with instead of forming a relationship he had concentrated on the flaws In her...not thinking about her feelings but more his own. Listening to her made him realize.. "
Kahin naa kahin mein aapki ghungar hoon..yeh jaante hue bhi ke aap gauri ji se pyaar karte hai...aapka pyaar sirf unke leighyey hai mein apne aap ko rokh rahin payee..swarthi ho gayee thi... yeh jaante hue bhi ke aap hamesha gauri ji ke hai meine aapke vishwas ke saath..hearing an emotion in shivangis voice samar takes a glance to see her eyes cupped in tears...but knowing full well of her devotion towards him..he makes known his understanding of her feelings. Samar: "kyun ke tum muje pyaar karti ho." looking in her direction samar notices how she finds it impossible to look at him yet her emotion, her expression says it all as she nods trying to hide her tears from him shivangi gets up as to leave..yet samar stops her part way..With a silent pause samar has a sense of commitment to his feelings within that he has to confess. "
Muje maaf kardo shivangi." The apology getting her attention shivangi turns in her tracks as for her husband to use such strong words was for her something that was no needed. Taking one glance as to look over that applogy as not required shivangi waits and listens to what he has to say in silence. "tumne mere leighyey kya nahin kiya.. mere parivar walo ke kehne se shadhi ki..mere batcho ko appnayay..mere leighyey apne aapko badal na chaha magar meine woah hamesha nazar andaz kardiya. Puri shidaat se tumne apna rishta nibhayay aur meine.. apni narazgi ke sivay aur kuch nahin jatayay. Hosake toe muje maaf kardo.." that second apology seemed to hurt shivangi the most for it was something she didn't want to hear from him but couldn't interrupt."joe pyaar tum mujse karti ho, shayad woah pyaar dena mere leighyey namumkin hai magar koshish sarur karoonga." samars words very genuine shivangi was touched. Turining around to face him she was faced with the expression that she always found hard to confront and that was only because the love and respect she had for samar was of such value to her. Dropping her sight before she added... "aapse kuch maang sakti hoon?." samar agreeing yet worried as to what it was listens.."Aap muje pyaar kare yaa na kare woah aapka faisla hai magar mere leighyey aap aur hamara rishta sab se baad kar hai. Agar aapki ijasat ho toe zindagi bhaar aapki rehna chahti hoon...sidaat se." epilogue: 6 months later: 8 am in the morning and as samar reads his newspaper in the comfort of his bedroom armchair little shanti tugs at his newspaper. Expressing a smile looking down at shanti in a little uniform of a yellow and blue shade samars wonders what the matter is but before he can ask. Shanti demands to be pulled up on his knee..and samar helps her on. looking down at her lovingly "Ab kaho baat kya hai..?" replying ever so innocently her words mumbled somewhat as per her littleness.. "papa aaj school mein exam hai.""o yes mein kaise bhul sakta hoon" pulling out a chocolate bar out of his pocket he hands It shanti whose face lights up with a smile. "Good luck beta.." kissing her on her forehead..shanti wave her papa a good bye and slides off his lap but as samar thinks his little farther figure role is over he happiness to glance over and notices the whole queue along side his chair..ohm..priom obviously wanted the same thing. "Humm..aaj tum dono ki bhi exam hai kya?"Nodding quite nervously as both of them had a reputation of failing ohm goes first..taking a few steps closer to there farthers chair..they too hope for a good luck charm along the lines of a chocolate bar. "Papa hamari maths ki exam hai.."samar nods..theek hai magar fail mat hona varna.." not wanting to here anything threatening both ohms reasure samar. nahin papa "baar achee se padayi ki hai.""Good.." before going back to reading his paper he knew his kids were after the choclote..giving them what they wanted samar wishes them best of luck and finally he can get back to his paper but not quite as from a distance at the door way all three of his children pop there heads through the side of the door and shanti is the one to prompt..papa.. "aap kisi ko bhul gayey." samar wondering who that person was looks confused drops his paper and sees shivangi standing at some distance. Surprised to see her looking to be in the same situation as the children samar questions."Tum?" looking a little unsure and even embarrassed shivangi explains with a little bit of hesitation."ji woah aaj meri english exam hai." Hearing so samars expression takes to a smile yet he couldnt belive that he had remebered everyone's events of the day and not hers..having nothing much to give her he looks confused."humm, mere paas tumare leghiyey kuch nahin hai.."yet shivangi takes samars blessings in the form of her good luck and even then samar thinks of something. Just as she is about to leave samar stops her..ek muinite yeh lo..pulling out a pen out of his pocket..samar hands it to shivangi. "Good luck.." …
..later in the evening as shivangi walks into what seems like not a good time. Hearing her husbands angry tone of voice she takes upstairs to where all the shouting seems to be coming from and finds all the children standing in a row looking very scared of there farher. Walking round in outrageous anger samar looks more like a school teacher than a farther. Threatening his children with the aid of a ruler...it was clear that they had all failed and there was no saving them this time around. "
Phirse fail hogayey tum logo ko toe..!! with the up-most anger samar didn't look to be in the mood to compromise looking down on his children like the harshest of people samar didn't seem like he was going to spare them but shivangi had to the rescue and seeing there mama come in the kids face hit a sense of relive.. because now they would be saved. Quick to run up to samar who was enevitably about to take his anger out on ohm..shivangi stopped him just in time.."yey aap kya kar rahe hai.." looking to his side and wanting shivangi to let go of his arm samar refuses to listen. "tum bhech mein mat aaon yeh dona aaj phir se fail. Hogayey." samar seemed adamant yet shivangi tried again.."jane dejyey ne une kabhi kabhi ho jata hai." but still samar was not having any of it..looking down his side to shivangi who wouldn't let go of his arm gives his reasoning. "Khabi khabhi nahin...aapke batche teen bar fail ho chucke hai.. aur haar baar tum une batchale ti ho aaj nahin." knowing full well that it was true shed always managed to save the children from samars anger but today even she was unsure if It was possible but still tried. please...une jaane dijyey..sirf batche h ai..dekhyey kitne daar gayey hai aapse...alnd it was both om and priom did look scared as for shanti she wasn't in this situation, she was daddies girl and had passed. Looking down at both of them samar knew it was all just shivangis way of softening him but over looking that something else came to mind for samar..something that deteriorated his anger for a second. Looking at shivangi who was busy sympathizing for her kids samar received a sort of cover up approach at his question "vaise tumari exam ka kya hua?""ji woah,..mein" scatting her sight beneath his watch shivangi seemed a little unsure, her expression began looking something similar to the kids faces..which samar didn't like the look of and question with a sense of predicting what was next to come."woah kya..?" hesitating a little and then replying"waoh main fail..." he didnt even give her time to finish before he expressed his disappointment..samar couldn't believe it, it wasn't good time to mention her failure and scared of his reaction shivangi closed her eyes in preparation maybe covering up her ears would be a good precaution but that she didn't have time to do. "
aur tum inlogo ki vakalat kar rahin ho..!" feeling a little in the wrong now..she was too in the same boat as her kids "tum bhi kadi raho unke saath.." "ji?.".having to listen to samar shivangi goes and stands next to ohm in that sort of line they had made in front of samar..it was like being back at school...beginning to feel the sort of feeling that the kids must go though even she was feeling a little scared. There was not much harm a plastic ruler could do but being a mother shivangi couldn't stop herself and before ohm had to endure anything she had to interrupt.. putting her hand in the way as to get samars attention..shivangi couldn't bare it..they were only little.. "une jane dijyeyna..phirse aisa nahin karenge .. aap unki sasaa muje dijyey." looking into the emotion in shivangis eyes samar had fallen for it.. "theekh hai, tum log jaa sakte ho" with a sigh of relive and an smile due to what was unexpected from samar both ohms took leave from the room and shivangi giving an thank you followed them but samar stopped her. "Tum kaha jaa rahin ho?""ji.."shivangi turning around in question to why he was stopping her looks at samar with question yet he replies with a sense of charm..tumari saasa abhi baki hai.."ji? questioning the fact that he was even serious..worries a little. "kyun tum bhi toe fail hue naa?" Looking over an insecure posture samar is more influenced by her than her explanation. "Hah woah..mein..paper muskil tha toe.." stopping her explanation samar gets to the point watching over every inch of shivangis expression while he speaks.."toe tumari saasa yeh hai ke...." with a short pause shivangi begins to worry yet that is taken to ease when she hears what he has to say.. "aaj se mein tume english padaonga." now feeling like she could take a glance up to him sees a look which is as always unreadable..stepping aside and heading to reach for the bedside drawer shivangi takes out what is her textbook book samar disagrees..aise nahin. Shivangi confused looking towards him drops her sight as she she enoughters what for her his samars charm, influence. Not questioning him but listening shivangi still looks confused as to why samar had stopped her. "pehle jaaon aur darvaza band karo.." taking a glance up at him in suprise shivangis lookquestions him which samar is well aware of but he still repeats his instruction.. "jaaon" as shivangi does just that samar watches her walk across the room..shut the door close and walk back towards him and still makes nothing of it..which for samars shows her incocess. As shivangi stops in front of samar and hands him what is the paper she had just failed. Looking a little ashamed shivangi didnt seemed to proud yet when samar showed nothing but disintrest in the paper and threw it to the side..shivangi was surprised at took a glance up to him to enounter a certain sparkle in samars eyes that for her was something she could never judge. Meine kaha na mein..tume shikaonga..stepping a little closer samar seemed to be getting a little too close and it was then that shivangi had realsied her husbands intentions and felt a sense of embarssement. Looking up to him with all the innosence that came with her character shivangi was feeling led a stray as she listened to samar.."vaise.. kaha shuru kare.." samar played along with all his charm and attraction that was getting to shivangi..and the redness in her expression showed that fact of..smiling at the way he was having an impact. Shivangi was lost for words with samars closeness simply seemed to want to avoid the whole situation and turned around as to leave the room to avoid embarrassment but samar was determined.."kaha jaa rahin ho..?" english sikhara hoon..turing back knowing what her husband was like shivangi tries not to be influenced by her husband in that way but unknowling...she falls for it. Standing in his presence assuming he was to do as he had said.."theekh hai..kuch simple se start karte hai." And diluded in thinking that her husband was now being serious shivangi goes along with it.. "mere bahad kaho"nodding a yes in agreement shivangi fails to notice the mischievousness on her husbands expression and ask asked by him repeats his words after him."I" and shivangi slowly repeats.. "i"samar keeps his watch over his wife..his thoughts swaying with a hint of charm he defines the word as love "love" and shivangi repeats "love"and as samar smiles at her incoceess he folds his arms adding the last word "you" shvangi reaptes "you" unknown to the fact that she had just told her husband she loved him...samar beings to feel amused..smiling at shivangi.."tum janti ho ke tumne abhi mujse kya kaha?"shivangi nods a no..worried about the fact she didnt know and should she samar smiles back at her.. to which she drops her gaze.."tumne abhi apne pati se yey kaha ke tum une pyaar karti ho..." surprised embarrassed and even shocked shivangi raises her expression at once to see her husband smiling at her in amusement. Going a shade of red in embarrassment samar gives her space within the crux of his chest to hide whilst he finds the moment assuming...ending it by repeating the 3 words to her he reminds her how she is his. …
...........unki shidaat se conclude 2/Oct/09 note: hey guys yes there was the end to the ff..im sorry for all those who didnt want it to end but it was all in due need of a new idea that I am going to be putting into words in the next few days and I guess ending this ff which was ment to be a short story anyway will give me the lea way to write this new ff of mine....which by the way is going to be called....er shall I tell you or not..ok no going to keep it a secret but I will tell you that it is a shiv gauri ff...but no more then that...wait a few days.. anyways thank you too all my readers of this ff..everyone silent or not..all the ones that never fail to comment I love you all THANK you very much and keep with me as i'll be updating my new ff very soon..jagruti. Edited by jagrutid - 15 years ago
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