FF: Tune zindagi mein aake...Teaser on pg 81/2 :) - Page 28

Originally posted by: Aaliyah01

Great part TJ Thanks 😛

The dance scene was sweet Aw I love that game 😉

Loved has Kasturi teased Robbie at the end Hehe me too she is getting a bit more gutsy 😃

Originally posted by: siya..

😲MY GOD TJ!!! lol 😆
omgggg!!! dooriee...one of my fav song!!! me too! Atif Aslam's voice is so soulful and the lyrics so touching they could make me cry 😲
woww!!! that was soo awsome!!! thanks 😃
loved the paper dance hehe such a cool game 😛
and the way Kasturi reacted to robbies explainations was so cute! i too was like haey!!😆 well yeah Robbie is a one-woman man now 😉
LMAO!!! u knw that was really needed for him!! he has to know that he need not to give any explaination to her as she does understands him wel!!! yeah and trusts him too 😊
gureat part TJ...continue soon..🤗 thanks siya will do 😊

Originally posted by: swan20

very sweet part.......love the song. thanks, me too 😛

heheee robbie is being hounded by his fans on his honeymoon too......😆i know bechara 😳

looking forward to how robbie manaos kasturi in the next part.....😛cool 😉

Originally posted by: nehaaa nawab

sorry for commenting late........ no prob thanks 4 commenting 😊

the parts were superb.....thanks 😛

wow robbie and kasturi left for their honeymoon........... yep 😃

waitin to knoe what robbie does now and kasturi is really understanding...... yeah she really trusts him

pls write scenes where robbie gets jealous of kasturi's closeness with someone else........hmm I want Robbie to trust her but then I too loved when he got all possessive so maybe I shall add it in 😳

pls update sooooon..........will post now 😊

This time something more special was needed. He grinned as an idea formed. Kasturi had gone into the bathroom to shower, change out of her sari and remove her jewellery. Robbie tiptoed to the door and quietly turned the key. He then walked to the furthest away corner of the room and phoned the concierge.

***

An hour later, Kasturi, clean and comfortable in a plain cotton kurta, turned the handle of the door. She had decided to finish her pretence of annoyance and pull Robbie out of his misery by admitting her petulance was a charade. Yes, she had felt a twinge of jealousy watching those girls fawn over him, but it wasn't his fault. She trusted him implicitly. Again, she twisted the doorknob, but it didn't move. She rapped on the door loudly.

"Robbie! Darwasa kholo!"

"Ek minute, Kasturi. Mein capre badalraha hoon."

"Robbie? Sirf mein hoon, koi aur nahi."

"Nahi, nahi, mujhe sharam lagenga."

Mystified, Kasturi waited. Since when had Robbie been like this?

"Robbie! Yeh kya kar rahe ho? Darwasa kholo, na."

"Acchha, Kasturi, mein darwasa kholraha hoon, par pehle tum aankhen band karo."

"Robbie.."

"Kasturi.."

"Oh pho, theek hain, karti hoon. Acchha, mere aankh band hain, ab toh darwasa kholo."

He unbolted the door and led her carefully out.

"Aankhen kholu?"

"Ek minute. Bas, ab kholo."

Kasturi gasped in awe. An oval-shaped oak table had been placed in the centre of the room, lit by a pillar candle which gave out a gentle glow. Four silver platters rested in the middle; places were set for two opposite each other, complete with plates, cutlery and napkin. Tears filled her eyes.

"Robbie, kitna khoobsurat hain!"

"Toh tumhari aankh bhari kyun hain?"

"Iski kya zaroorat thi?"

"Meri biwi naraaz thi, mujhe usse manaana tha."

"Nahi, Robbie, mein naaraz nahi thi. Mujhe tumpe pura vishwaas hain. Haan, maanti hoon, ke tumko who ladkiyon ke saath dekhkar mujhe jalan horahi thi. Par, woh tumhari galati nahi thi. Mein jaanti hoon, ke tum jaan buch kar mera dil kabhi nahi dukhaayenge."

"Kasturi, mein bahut khush ho, ke tumhe mujh par itna aitbaar hain. Mein vaada karta hoon, key eh vishwaas mein kabhi nahi thodoonga. Par ab, tu muskura. Chalo, hum saath khaana khaayenge. Meine specially tumhare liye banaaya hain."

"Aapne yeh khaana kudh banaaya?"

"Um..nahi, niche se mangvaaya. Par agli baar, kudh banaaoonga."

She giggled, then allowed him to lead her to her seat. He then sat opposite her and began to serve the food. There was steaming "basmati" rice, fragrant "peshwari naan" bread, delicious "aloo ke sabzi" and piquant "mutter paneer". They both tucked in with enthusiasm.

"Toh mein jab bathroom mein thi, aap yeh sab tayaari kar rahe the! Par ek baat, aapko bahaane banana bilkool nahi aata!"

***

"Bahut neend aa rahe hain?"

"Bilkool nahi, bata nahi kyun, par mujhe neend nahi aata."

"Mein tumhe lodhi sunaao."

"Apko lodhi aata hain?"

"Actually, nahi, bilkool nahi. Woh choddo, mein tumse doosre gaana gaaonga."

"Theek hain." She sat in the bed with the cover pulled up over her knees; he sat beside her and began his mellow serenade.

Kasturi's eyes were closed as she drifted off. Robbie lay down next to her. In her sleep, her hand closed around his. Throughout the night, their hands clasped together between them.

***

Kasturi woke immediately as the sunlight filtered into the room; she turned to find Robbie asleep, a dreamy and content beam on his face.

"Utho, Robbie. Chalo na, aaj hum yeh sheher dekhenge." She patted him repeatedly, conscious that it was already quite late.

"Mmm Kasturi sohne dijye.."

"Robbie, gyaara baj chuke hain. Saare din soyenge toh kab goomenge?"

"Oh, jee haan! Johor Bahru dekhte bahut mazaa aayega. Kitni jagah hain: Kota Tinggi Waterfalls, Lido Beach, Istana Besar aur Orchid Valley. Chalo, hum jaldi nikalte hain." Robbie catapulted himself out of bed.

They both showered and dressed quickly in simple, comfortable clothes. Robbie wore a thin, periwinkle-blue, linen shirt and white trousers; Kasturi was dressed in a simple cotton suit, the "kameez" was aqua and the "salwar" cream, and no accessories except her mangalsutra, Ganesh pendant and a turquoise barrette pinning back her hair.

At the front desk, Robbie handed in their room keys as they waited for a taxi.

***

"Dekho, Kasturi, yeh hain orchid Valley. Chalo, ander chalte hain."

"Waah Robbie, itne saare phool. Kitne khoobsurat hain, Sab rangon mein, sab roop mein". She wandered through the rows of orchids, lilac, fuchsia, cream and saffron. Robbie smiled and picked a deep cherry-coloured, five-petalled blossom, stealthily hiding it from Kasturi's gaze.

"Kya chuparahe ho, Robbie?"

"Sshhh. Ek minute."

Gently, he eased out Kasturi's slide. Deftly, he fastened the carmine-coloured orchid under the bar, then clipped it back into her hair. It nestled beautifully against her hair. Her face glowed as she felt the soft flower in her hair.

***

Chapter 28 - Mera dil jis dil pe fida hain (english)

This time something more special was needed. He grinned as an idea formed. Kasturi had gone into the bathroom to shower, change out of her sari and remove her jewellery. Robbie tiptoed to the door and quietly turned the key. He then walked to the furthest away corner of the room and phoned the concierge.

***

An hour later, Kasturi, clean and comfortable in a plain cotton kurta, turned the handle of the door. She had decided to finish her pretence of annoyance and pull Robbie out of his misery by admitting her petulance was a charade. Yes, she had felt a twinge of jealousy watching those girls fawn over him, but it wasn't his fault. She trusted him implicitly. Again, she twisted the doorknob, but it didn't move. She rapped on the door loudly.

"Robbie! Open the door!"

"One minute, Kasturi. I'm changing my clothes."

"Robbie? It's only me, no-one else."

"No, no, I'll feel embarassed."

Mystified, Kasturi waited. Since when had Robbie been like this?

"Robbie! What are you doing? Open the door."

"Fine, Kasturi, I'm opening the door, but first close your eyes."

"Robbie.."

"Kasturi.."

"Oh pho, OK, I will. OK, my eyes are closed, now at least open the door."

He unbolted the door and led her carefully out.

"Shall I open my eyes?"

"One minute. OK, now open."

Kasturi gasped in awe. An oval-shaped oak table had been placed in the centre of the room, lit by a pillar candle which gave out a gentle glow. Four silver platters rested in the middle; places were set for two opposite each other, complete with plates, cutlery and napkin. Tears filled her eyes.

"Robbie, it's so beautiful!"

"So why have your eyes filled up?"

"What was the need?"

"My wife was upset, I was placating her."

"No, Robbie, I wasn't angry. I fully trust you. Yes, I admit I felt jealous seeing you with those girls. But, it wasn't your fault. I know, you will never purposely hurt me."

"Kasturi, I'm very happy that you have so much faith in me. I promise that I will never break this trust. But now smile and come, we'll eat together. I've made the food specially for you."

"You made this yourself?"

"Um..no, I ordered it from downstairs. But next time, I'll make it myself."

She giggled, then allowed him to lead her to her seat. He then sat opposite her and began to serve the food. There was steaming "basmati" rice, fragrant "peshwari naan" bread, delicious "aloo ke sabzi" and piquant "mutter paneer". They both tucked in with enthusiasm.

***

"Are you feeling very sleepy?"

"Not at all, I don't know why, but I'm not sleepy at all."

"Shall I sing you a lullaby"

"Do you know any lullabies?"

"Actually, no, not at all. Forget that, I'll sing you another song."

"OK." She sat in the bed with the cover pulled up over her knees; he sat beside her and began his mellow serenade:

Kasturi's eyes were closed as she drifted off. Robbie lay down next to her. In her sleep, her hand closed around his. Throughout the night, their hands clasped together between them.

***

Kasturi woke immediately as the sunlight filtered into the room; she turned to find Robbie asleep, a dreamy and content beam on his face.

"Get up, Robbie. Come on, we are going to see the city." She patted him repeatedly, conscious that it was already quite late.

"Mmm Kasturi let me sleep.."

"Robbie, it's gone 11.00 If you sleep the whole day, when will we go out?"

"Oh, yes! It'll be great fun visiting Johor Bahru. There's so many places: Kota Tinggi Waterfalls, Lido Beach, Istana Besar and Orchid Valley. Come, we'll leave quickly." Robbie catapulted himself out of bed.

They both showered and dressed quickly in simple, comfortable clothes. Robbie wore a thin, periwinkle-blue, linen shirt and white trousers; Kasturi was dressed in a simple cotton suit, the "kameez" was aqua and the "salwar" cream, and no accessories except her mangalsutra, Ganesh pendant and a turquoise barrette pinning back her hair.

At the front desk, Robbie handed in their room keys as they waited for a taxi.

***

"Look, Kasturi, this is Orchid Valley. Come, we'll go inside."

"Wow Robbie, so many flowers!. They're so beautiful, every colour, every type!". She wandered through the rows of orchids, lilac, fuchsia, cream and saffron. Robbie smiled and picked a deep cherry-coloured, five-petalled blossom, stealthily hiding it from Kasturi's gaze.

"What are you hiding, Robbie?"

"Sshhh. One minute."

Gently, he eased out Kasturi's slide. Deftly, he fastened the carmine-coloured orchid under the bar, then clipped it back into her hair. It nestled beautifully against her hair. Her face glowed as she felt the soft flower in her hair.

"Thank you, Robbie."

***