NEW FF on shaurya and diya - Page 5

hah... as i said yesterday i dont have K sort of mind so sorry

here goes the 7th part

PART 7

Fall'Falling'Fallen'

One hour and forty five minutes. I have been standing here, in the middle of Shaurya's room, alone, for one hour and forty five minutes. Shaurya is not in the room, and he was not here when I got here. The party is still going full swing downstairs because I can hear the chattering of people and the music in the background. Wondering what Shaurya's room looks like? Where should I start, it is beautiful, quiet masculine, but still beautiful. It has deep grey walls, with one wall the one behind the bed, being covered with wallpaper made of his various, black and white pictures from over the years. His bed, is gigantic, I bet my entire family could sleep comfortably on it, heck even Shaurya's family could fit. And it looks really comfortable, with many big fluffy pillows, a large duvet, and silk sheets, I just feel like diving into it. Looking at the bed is making me realize how tired and sleepy I actually am. The strings of flowers that are hanging of the bed are spreading an intoxicating scent around the room, which is not helping my drowsiness. Maybe some fresh air would help? Now there is a door at the other end of the room that I am sure leads to a private balcony, I could stand there for a couple minutes and let the cool breeze wash over me, reviving my energy, so maybe I could wait and little longer for Shaurya.

Oh my goodness, footsteps. I hear footsteps outside the room. It must be Shaurya. I can't just be standing here I should look like I am busy doing something. But what? What can I be busy doing, in his room? There has to be something. I have to hurry, think, think, think! Oh gosh, the door is opening, think! Sitting on the bed, I could be sitting on the bed smelling the flowers! Rush! I have to rush to the bed, before he gets into the room.
Darn this heavy lehengha. I need to pick up the skirt and make a run for it.

Oh no! Oh no! No! NO! I didn't know the floor can be this slippery. I tripped, slipped and then fell, landing right into Shaurya's arms. I have no option now, but to nervously laugh, and just hope that when I finally get the courage to look up to him, he is not giving me his very serious and angry look. What? He is smiling at me. Immediately I push him back, straitening myself. No he is not smiling he is laughing at me. Anybody can fall! Not my fault his floors are so slippery. Huffing and puffing I turn around, I am not even going to look at him.

"Are you okay?"

"Yes, perfectly fine!" How can he even ask me that? Of course I am okay; I just tripped a little not like I fell of a cliff!

"So we have to sleep together."

"What?"

"I meant, in ' this ' room, you ' and ' I ' have ' to ' share ' this ' room, so we ' have ' to ' sleep ' in' the ' same ' room!"

"Oh." That's what I thought too. What else would I think? He doesn't need to speak so slowly, I can understand him.

"Well'"

There is no way I am sleeping on the floor, that too, which is marble and will be so cold. "We can sleep on the bed together." Okay why is he looking at me like that, surprised? There is no way I am letting him tell me to sleep on anything other than the bed. "Your bed is so big; I have no problem in sharing it with you. I mean unless you have a problem. I can totally understand, it can be difficult with such a beautiful girl right beside you. I won't blame you if you want to sleep on the floor or the couch."

"I have no such problem."

Yes! I get to sleep on the comfy bed! Ok where is he going now? where does that door lead, that he just went into? I never noticed that door, in his room earlier. Oh my goodness, what if it is like a secret room, attached to his room. Maybe this secret room hides a big raaz. This door has been locked for years, and only Shaurya is allowed into the room, because the raaz is very crucial to the family. What if I just happen to peep in and by mistake discover this secret? I could use this information to my benefit later, just something to safeguard my life here. Yes, I will just casually go and open the door, as if I had no idea it was a secret room.

This is exciting, I feel like a detective. Of course in my mind is playing the detective pink panther music as I am tiptoeing across to the door. The door knob feels nice and cool under my warm hands as I slowly turn it to push open the door. Gathering up all my courage I forcefully push the door open, feeling an urge to jump in pulling out my fake gun and pointing it at Shaurya, and saying, "Your secret is no longer safe!" and bursting into a evil laugh.

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"You did it on purpose!"

"No I swear, I didn't know it was the washroom! You have to believe me. I really thought '.err'." Okay now I have a choice, a choice between telling the truth and looking like a complete fool or keeping quiet and letting Shaurya think that I purposely opened' No way! Option one, tell the truth! "I thought' err...you were ' going 'into a 'secret room."

"What?"

"But it is not my fault. See, there are these K-shows, I am sure you must have seen them. And in those, if someone goes into a room, it is never a normal room, like the washroom, it is always a secret room or something like it, so I thought you were going into a secret room and I was just curious as to what the secret was. I know it was very dumb of me and I promise I have stopped watching those shows, but what can I do, all those years of watching them has trained my mind to think a certain way and I just don't know what happens when'" I draw in a deep breath. Why is he looking at me like that? That smile! He is laughing at me again. I should have just said sorry and ended it at that, why do I talk so much? This is useless. Sigh. I should just turn around and go to bed.

"Diya"

"Yah!"

"Are you going to sleep in that?"

I look down. He is right, I can't sleep in this heavy thing, with all this jewellery. "But I have no other clothes."

"Isn't that your suitcase you brought with you?"

Oh my goodness! My suitcase, I totally forgot about it. Who put it in his room? Anyways that doesn't matter. I am so happy. "Thank you. Thank you! Thank you!" Once again, the second time this night, I find myself in Shaurya's arms. At least this time, I didn't trip or fall, I just, without realizing, jumped over to him in excitement. But now looking at him, I realize that he does not quiet share the same happiness, of finding my suitcase here. Time to once again, embarrassingly stand up on my own and smile at Shaurya. Maybe he isn't so bad. He did help me find my suitcase.

"You can change in the washroom. Don't worry I don't won't be thinking it is secret room." Okay maybe he is as bad. I mean he does not leave a chance to mock me. He is so mean!

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PART..dunno

Sleeping with beauty, waking up to the beast'

Now who would have thought that sleeping on this 'oh so comfortable and soft bed' would be so difficult. Why did I have to act smart and say all those things to Shaurya'

"I will understand if it will difficult for you to sleep with someone so beautiful beside you'"

Why didn't I think, that it could be the opposite, and I would be the one tossing and turning trying to get to a little bit of sleep. Actually, I was not tossing and turning, because I right now I was pretending to be fast asleep, even though I could not have been more awake. Just the idea of Shaurya being on the same bed, wasn't allowing me to go to sleep. So what if the distance between us was greater than that of India and Russia, he was still there, on the same bed! I couldn't get over it. Slowly, slowly I started to scoot closer and closer to the edge, making sure to not make a sound, as the party downstairs had finally ended leaving behind pin drop silence. The farther away I would be from Shaurya, maybe, the easier it would be for me to sleep. Very carefully I continued to shimmy and slide. Then not so carefully, I slipped.

"Ouch!"

The light came on, along with Shaurya's husky and sleepy voice. "What happened?"

Placing my hand on top of the bed, pulling myself up a bit up, I peered at Shaurya, only my eyes visible the rest of my face still hidden due to the frame of the bed. "I fell!"

"What?"

Did he actually not hear me or was he purposely trying to embarrass me? "I fell! I fell off the bed!

"You fell off the bed! How did you manage that?"

"I am human okay, things happen."

"Things seem to happen a lot more around you."

"It is not my fault your sheets are silky soft, anyone can slip off them!"

"I have been sleeping on them for years; it never seemed to be a problem for me." How can it be a problem for you? You are not me, and not trying to get away from yourself. How could I possibly expect him to understand? "You are definately one of a kind. Unlike anyone I have ever known." Saying that he shut the light off, placing his head back on the pillow and going back to sleep. Unwillingly I climbed back on the bed. How comfortably he slept. I felt an urge to pick up my pillow and hit him on the head! Did he not care, that I was right there beside him? His mere presence was making me so uncomfortable. How could he sleep so easily, when I could just not get him out of my head! *sigh*

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Needless to say, I got no sleep. I stayed up all night, thinking of what the coming days would be like. Now I had a week off from college. Shaurya's mother, my mother in law, had asked me to take the week off, saying I needed to be prepared. I had many questions to ask her in return such as prepare me for what? But I didn't ask, for two reasons, I was getting to take a week off, so there was really no reason required, and secondly, I was scared of her, and didn't want to challenge her authority. I had no idea if Sharya was taking the week off too. Once again I had not asked her. At the end of the week was our wedding reception party, where apparently a lot of big and influential people were invited. I was excited for this party however, cause among all these big and influential people, guess who was the center of attraction and chief of guest, me!

By trying to make music out of the ticking of the clock, I had spent the long hours of the night, however, now that it was almost ten in the morning and Shaurya was still asleep and the house still dead quiet, I was starting to get impatient, and the ticking annoying. It was time for me to get up and get ready. Yes! That would take up at least forty-five minutes to an hour.

The only problem is I don't know what to wear, my ripped jeans, and a top, nicely painted by me, or the suit suggested by my bhabhi, which looks more like, a big fashion mistake, with the heavy gold embroidery on the bright red fabric, and the suit just happens to be a couple sizes too big for me. As a new bride, it should be the suit. However, if I don't want to scare anyone then it should be the jeans and the top. But the jeans and top are not the best for first impressions of a new daughter in law. If Shaurya was awake maybe I could get his input on this, but he is still lying in bed, sleeping without a care for me.

Maybe a sudden loud noise could wake him, and I could just pretend it was not me. What could I do to make this sudden noise? I could just happen to knock over the vase. But it looks so expensive, maybe not that. Then what else? Err'

Knock. Knock. Knock.

It wasn't me. It was the door. Who could it be? I looked at Shaurya and he had not been affected by the loud knocking. Slowly I answered the door. I swallowed hard, as I found Shaurya's mother standing at the other end. "Good' morning!" I nervously smiled at her.

Without returning my smile or greeting, she ordered me to follow her, and started walking away. My heart beat fast; I didn't want to follow her. I turned around to look at Shaurya hoping he would rescue me, but it was no use, he had not even moved an inch, and still slept in his carefree manner. I had no choice but to follow. I was taken a room, a very large and empty room. There were many windows around and looking out the windows I realized that I must be on the top floor of the house. Why was I here? There was dinning table at one end, with was fully laid. Another end contained, a large glass cabinet with many thick books, and another wooden cupboard, however, I did not know what it contained. The rest of the room was empty. I stood there, examining the room when Shaurya's mother came in, with a couple other very well dressed ladies.

"Diya."

Before I could respond, she continued, "I am sure, there are many things you don't know. This is Maya and Palak, they are my personal secretaries, and they will be teaching you the proper etiquettes of being our daughter in law. You have one week, to learn things like how to wear and walk in a sari, how to dine properly as well, read up on some current events and other things so you can have some intellectual conversations with the guests at our parties."

this part is awsm...

toh madamji u read it though y had exams

thankx priya ( hope that is your name)