"sir??....."
that posture held on for about a minute long..a slight push from the ecstatic frnds..made naina come back to her senses and to slip in deeper into his arms..and this time he held her fast....
then he slowly made her come to her feet...
"kal..woh...dance mein...aap hi the na sir...??aapke ke saath hi mei..."
"shhh....lets just ourselves..."
naina had barely managed to get her senses back..wen she felt them slippig away again...
the cold rain...making her go numb...the feel of his arms around her waist...
of hers on his shoulders..powerful..sublime...was his grip...
the region was slippery but to naina it seemed they were floating...her feet werent on the ground...
he turned her...wen she faced him..all dat was needed was a little tug and at once she melted...his reflexes..and his moves..were fiery yet...like the silent fire that burns...in the depthe of a lit coal pit...
warm but sublime...that has the efeect of melting wax..slowly...every drop...and naina seemd to be in the same state...
the feel of his warm breath on her neck...the brush of his cheek on hers..as they danced close...very close...
none realised the prsence of all the people around...
even the music came from far away....
there were the beats of the raindrops...the melody of their breaths...alone....