Khamoshiyon Ki Zubaan ff...END p.86 - Page 66

Originally posted by: Jenna Dutt

👏 hai kitna sweet likha hai DC, left me speechles..

Jenna meri jaan... you've always been so encouraging and sweet... Thank you forever... *japphi*

Cheers,

dc

kya! dii.. what happened hun?😕

mujhe bhi koi mithai nahin mile..........! 😕 😳 right... tu bhi dr.navs ki assistant hai na😆 sorry betaji... here u go...

kaisi lagi?😃

no problem.. you made up for it with a splendid update!!

now that's sweet... of u!😳

haila.. i loved the way shiv said to gauri.. parchayee.. shiv ki gauri ki
parchayee.. with his husky voice.. main toh deewani phir se ho gayi!! *rolf*... deewani ji... deewane toh hum bhi hain... Mirchi ke😳 yeah, shivvy is a charmer ain't he?😆

wow! *bows humbly*

dii.. guess what( navs dii already knows), 2morrow is my one year being
with IF.. so i thank my dii for all the wonderful memories she has given
her hamesha rehnewali speechless fan ko!

meri speechless rani, yaadein toh tumne bhi hume di hain... so what's the thanks for.. we're even... congrats on your one year! officially addicted... aur teri ye fanbaazi, you leave me speechless with it! *hugs*

Cheers,

dc[/QUOTE]

Originally posted by: mansi1219

wow neetu.. ur simply amazing! it leaves me speechless eveytime yaar.. mansi yaar, u leave a similar affect on me with ur commentos😃

when i started reading.. i really thought i wudnt enjoy it cuz its more narrative and less talkative.. but it truned out completely opposite! i love the way u write.. although not much is spoken.. so much is experienced.. i love the way gauri always blushes.. and shiv only does it more! *rolf*... haha... yeah, I'm told I do all the bak-bak here😕😆 I appreciate ur honesty and understand where u're coming from. I dunno, it just turned out to be so... the title really sunk into me at some point I guess... I hadn't known that I'd take it so deeply... but yeah... thanks for all the wonderful input and encouragement... I'm speechless...

my fav line was.. parchayee.. shiv ki gauri ki parchayee.. too good!! took me a second to register.. i m slow..lol.. but it was awesome! shiv makes me wanna dream for a shiv.. 😳

haha, yea, I kinda had trouble writing it too... just the confusing way it sounds typin it... you're not slow girl... trust me!😃😳 and keep dreaming... that's the one thing that is only yours... and one day he will come darl'in... ayega ek din...😉

ya and how m i suppoes to kno u updated? i was just reading navs's comment nad i m like when was his head on her lap? and hten i got it.. bhula mat karo..

lolz... navs ki bachi... I'm sorry yaar... aage se nahin hoga! pakka~

o nad loved the line for the song u chose.. and eventhou there is hardly any hindi in there... watever is there.. is just soo shayraani way..

its a personal favourite... and I agree... the lyrics are sensational...

i m a fan completely! hai rabba... bless me... I'm a fan of ya'll~👏👏

r u better now btw? very much so thanks!😃


ok c u at hte next update! that'll be asap...

Cheers,

dc

luv mansi 😃

Originally posted by: ash9

wow........gr8 part
baby shower already???? nxt part r v going to land in the hospital??? 😉

lolz... yep, time don't wait for none!... thanks ash!

Cheers,

dc

Originally posted by: apapap

hello...pls explain how this part is crappy...nutcase u are...! i totally loved it 😃...keep churning out more great parts cos i cant get enough of ur writing and sooooooooooooooooooon

-ciao

tu na... read it again and u'll see!... but thanks yaar... tu kabhi nahin sudregi😆 I hope u don't either😳

Cheers,

dc

Recap: Gauri's baby shower...

Part 47

Tucking in the obtrusive material into the front of her sari, she yelled after the figure disappearing quickly out the door… "Ruko…" (Stop), she called helplessly after the stranger. Determined, she raised from the bent position she had been in, and took an annoyed look at the full glass of milk she recently set aside. As she exited the room leaving behind a whiff of intoxication, her lips murmured… "Aaj nahin chodoongi…" (Not today…)…

"Ruko…" she outstretched her hand calling out at shadow extending across the newly polished flooring. The sweet smell of pine and cedar emoted in soft tones from the ground beneath her as she continued following the figure to the various corners of the mansion… "Bhabhi… kahan ja rahi hain aap itni jaldi mein?" (Bhabhi… where are you headed to such a hurry?). She stepped back, apologizing to Vivan in low breath as her eyes continued to look after the long lost shadow… Looking back at him, her hands went to her hips as she studied his face… "Kahan hai wohe?", she demanded… The latter raked a nervous hand through his hair whilst avoiding her gaze… "Bhabhi… yahin bas… Jaane dijiye na…" (Bhabhi… here just… Just leave it na…) She shook her head as more desperate locks sneaked through the loosely kept bun… "Aaj nahin…" (Not today…), she whispered confidently…

Vivan watched in slight amusement as she vanished behind some corner… "Papa… wohe kahan hai?", he lowered his gaze at the four-year old tugging at his trousers… Bringing a whisper to his lips, he bent down mouthing an "shhhhhh…." She smiled and nodded knowingly as he scooped her into his arms…

Frustrated, she walked down the corridor muttering things to herself… Taken unaware by the sudden pull, she found herself squint… And carefully open her eyes… "Shiiiv…" she breathed… " His face was creaseless… as his eyes tenderly traced her startled features… falling at the slightly parted lips… He smirked noticing the kind of affect he held upon her as she closed her eyes once more… As one hand found the back of her head, the wavy curls came cascading down appreciatively… Shifting his gaze slightly, he waved a hand towards the door…

A silky layered head appeared from behind the oak table in the near corner, and steadily a little figure came into full focus. An impish grin touched with childhood innocence radiated from the upturned lips. The smile joyfully echoed in the twinkle of the equally endearing hazel eyes. Soft curls of a colour akin to the night's skies fell with ease just passed the shoulders. … Taking light steps towards the exit… He continued to wave to the petite figure clad in the deep yellow floral fabric, extending just over the knees… the lips silently voicing, "jao…" (go…). A deep smile danced upon his luscious lips seeing the little angel celebrate an unpronounced victory… The flowery fabric swayed in sync with the petite body. Suddenly the objective of it all revisited him and his eyes narrowed motioning for the little one to go… The latter held up two little hands, fumbling with them to do what she desired of them… Annoyed, the figure finally managed to hold up both thumbs and began to make it towards the door with a continuous smile… When the lips slowly fell, as the tiny feet ceased mid-step.

Confused and slightly irritated at the delay, he threw her a questioning glance. After an estranged pause, the mischief-laden eyes turned their direction… His followed course… ending upon the sarcastic smile dancing upon the lips, which had ever tempted him. Lingering there for a moment, his grip obliviously loosened on her… and he stepped back. As though caught in a lie, he looked hopefully from the little figure, back to where she stood arms crossed… The loose curls gently blowing in her face, as her features turned firm… Lifting a hand to the back of his head, he let out an puckish smile… "Wohe… hum… bas… beta…" (Um… we… were just…) He turned his attention to the little figure, bending… "Ma…ma… Hum… ko dhoondh li thi…" (Ma… ma… We… was finding…), the innocent voice of the little child faded as she brought a little finger to her chin, as though searching for what she was intending to say…

Her father bent now before his little girl, both looking up at her mother with innocent faces… She stared at them for a moment. Her expression strained, as though trying to sustain itself in the position… And as though a pale of water overturned, her laughter brought life to the stilled room… The father-daughter looked at each other with relief, turning back to Gauri with smiles… The sudden silence caught them both off-guard as she briskly walked away with clenched fists, leaving behind an air of fragrance…

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He watched the silhouetted figure hunched over a little children's desk, working intimately away with a crayon in hand… He stood in the shadows of the room, cascaded with beams of generous light from the sun in various corners… as though letting the sight engrave in his mind. After some uncounted moments, he released his arms from the crossed position across the chest and walked soundlessly towards the little girl. Bringing up an orange bean bag chair next to her, his hand automatically found the back of the three-year old's hair. "Pa-pa… dekho… mainle… photo banayee…" (Pa-pa… look… I've made… a picture…). He smiled deeply at her naive voice seeping with innocence… and her usual knowing of his coming. Never had he dreamed that he, Shiv Kapoor, would ever share such a relationship with anyone. He had become so attached to her, his eyes always searching a glimpse of her sweet face… while his ears yearned the youthful laughter slipping though her lips when she were not around… Then again, he had never thought of having a partner as his beloved…

His eyes momentarily grazed the girl's turned face… reflecting a mirror image of her mother… Just as he had desired… Travelling down memory lane, he recalled a day about three years passed… Where he had whispered something in her ear… She had always given him what he had asked… "Pa-pa… pa…", his thoughts were interrupted as he looked upon the cute little nose twitched slightly upwards as the beady eyes narrowed in momentary concern… and quickly, annoyance… "Pa-pa… pho…to…", she brought it to his face… his nose touching the smooth surface she had recently coloured… Smiling again, he brought it down on the surface of the desk… Taking her chubby little index finger, she gave him a tour of her little world… Their little world… Starting from the radiant circle in the far left of the page… Coloured in with a pale yellow shade… The moon… "ma-ma…"… Then moving it towards the soft black surface on which the moon resided… The sky… "Pa-pa…"… Finally stopping at the little smudges edging the moon… The moonlight… "main…"… He looked at her with a questioning glance… "Main?… main kaun?" (Me?… whose me?) he inquired with a curious expression… Without a thought, she blurted out… "Aeyna… Kapool…" [pronounced like "Ehna"] Shaking his head mischievously, he brought her gently onto his lap while outstretching his legs. Her eyes indifferently scanned an insignificant area on the floor as a wandering finger drifted to her lip as though deep in thought… As though having discovered the pin from the haystack, she turned her body slighty to face him… Her small arms automatically wrapping themselves around his neck, as she made herself comfortable prior to answering… Throwing her head back with child-like ignorance, she brought her face gently close to his ear, as though revealing a secret… "Pali…Pa-pa ki… pali…!!" she whispered, and jerked her head back once more happily. He let out a laugh at her behaviour… As she brought her forehead to his, while cupping his face in her petite hands… her eyes concentrated on the movement of his lips… "Acha beta… ek baat batao… agar humaari duniya mein chaand nahin hota… toh kaise hota?" (Ok baby… tell me… if there was no moon in our world… what would it be like?)… A moment passed before she made a disgusted face still holding onto his. Shaking her head, she spoke softly… "ganda…" (bad…). He narrowed his eyes in understanding, "Toh phir agar tumhaari mamma humse naraaz hogi toh kaise hoga?" (Then if your mother is upset with us, then how will it be?) Instantly, she pulled back and looked at his entire face as though faced with an epiphany. "Burra… bahut… burra…" (Bad… very… bad…). She stood straight now, her pristine white dress expressing an honest sense of purity emoting from her. Taking her by the shoulders, he brought her afore… "Toh phir meri choti si pari… hume mamma ko mananah hoga na?…" (So then my little angel, we have to make it up with mamma right?…) She nodded her head up and down vigourously, a serious expression shadowing her face… Letting out a little smile he suggested, "chalen" (Shall we?)… She nodded once more, now tugging at his arm… trying to pull him up… Laughing, he gets up… scooping his little angel in his arms…

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Holding the little girl in his arms, he entered the room where she sat at her side of the bed… Her eyes looking through the open window as the breeze played silently with her loose tresses… Giving the little one a look and wink, she set her down… Intertwining their index fingers, they both walked towards her… Stopping afore her rigid figure… He bent next to his daughter and they both looked at each other, whilst bringing their hands to their ears… "Sowy… ma-ma…" She looked at them momentarily… Her eyes mapping each of their faces individually… trying unsuccessfully to suppress a smile… But the dimples refused… and her eyes danced in sync… As the little girl threw her arms around her mother's waist, he went and sat next to the former… brining an arm around her… and another securing itself around the little angel now sitting on his lap… her petite arms gleefully swung around her parents' necks… A moment passed in blissful oblivion, as it etched itself in their memories… Suddenly she pulled back with a look of mischief in her hazel eyes… "Pa-pa… samundar… par chalen?" (Pa-pa… shall we go… to the ocean?) He looked at her little eyes pleading at him and he immediately nodded his head in the positive, while she again threw her arms around him… and then her mother… Sitting back she whispered loudly, "I lubbb you!!"…

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A contented sigh escaped her soft lips as she leaned her head deeper into his shoulder. The sound of the oceanic waves crashing against the delicate sands echoed in the air as she watched the little girl cup some water in her hands… and tip toe behind her victim… Pouring it over a girl slightly taller than her, the latter ran in the opposite direction… Her impish giggles ringing soulfully, mixing with nature… "Tamu Di… nayeeeeeee…" yelled the little one to the other as she approached her with a cup full… At some point, she felt his grip around her tighten, as the gentle breeze gained momentum…

"Gauree…", like many times passed, his soft throaty voice held her senses captive… She closed her eyes momentarily… letting the affect swim over her… Turning her head to face him, she looked at him with her dimpled smile… Her happiness echoed on his face as he brought a hand gently to her face, caressing her cheek… As he arrested her in his eyes, and she his… he delicately brought his lips to her forehead… and moved back to see the dimples fall deeper… Her sun kissed skin radiated with boundless content… purity…"Itne saalon baad… mujhe abhi bhi shayad nahin pata… ke pyar… kya hota hai…" (Despite all these years… I perhaps still have not inkling as to… what love… is…)… His gaze drifted momentarily to where the two girls were obliviously throwing water at each other as the winds joined them… Her eyes followed… and turned back at his firmed face… As he turned his gaze back to her… it softened… "… par mein itna jaanta hoon ke… ye Gauri sirf meri hai…" (… but I do know this much… that this Gauri belongs only to me…)… A gentle film lined her eyes as she cupped his face in her petite hands… Bringing her lips to his forehead… Assuring him of the obvious… and forever…"Ma-ma… pa-pa…" She let go of him almost instantaneously as the little girl stood before them catching her breath… Her hands resting on her hips while she gave them an inquisitive look… He looked back at her, and found her do the same… They both turned to look at the little angel before them… their laughter abruptly, but genuinely ringing in the air as they pulled her close… Each resting their head on either side of the girl's head… She looked at him in the same position as her… Colour rising to her cheeks as he winked… As her eyes retraced their path to him, he mouthed a silent… "I love you…"

Chalte chalte rehgayhee kuch baatein...

Aisi baaton mein bheegi hui kuch yaadein…

Hont tehe humarey chup magar,

In baaton mein bhi teeh kashish ajeeb…

Pal pal chalte paya chupi mein unhe kareeb…

Lafz koi raha na dabba hua andar phir bhi,

Joh baatein na kar paaye wohe khule hont bayaan…

Kehgayi saari baatein…

Khamoshiyon ki zubaan…

(Walking along the waves of time some words got left unspoken...

A bouquet of memories dipped in such words...

These lips were sealed indeed, but...

Even in these words there was a strange aura...

In every moment of the journey, found them I have, in this silence...

Not a word yet still, resides unspoken in this heart...

The words unable to be expressed by those parted lips...

Said all those words...

The voice of silence...)

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Yes... I know what you're all thinking, and it is true... this is it... The "end" of the fanfiction... But Shiv-Gauri as Iqbal-Pallavi reside forever alive in our hearts... Over the course of writing, I've come to meet many new people and been bestowed with such love and encouragement... I cannot express my gratitude in words. I am forever indebted to you all, including the silent lurkers. You all are an inspiration in yourselves, and it is your encouragment that has made me come through this far. I've never written something so long before. I know, I get incoherent at times, but you all have been so kind. Ok, this is getting kinda mushy ain't it? Lolz, kya karoon... this ff actually really got to me at some point. Thank you all so very very much!

To those who have the tolerance and patience for my ramblings, I invite you to join me in my other two fanfictions... One that I had deserted for obvious reasons here in this forum, "Shiddat" (https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/karam-apnaa-apnaa/551611/new-ff-shiddat-devotion-part-5-p-19) and "Tanhayee" is for Jn'B fans (https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/kasamh-se/465589/tanhayee-ff-part-10-pg-23-uptd-02-10)... I hope to get just as much support from you all there...

*Shiddat will be starting up again very soon!

*Big Japphi*

Cheers,

Neetu