NIBIR FF - LIGHT OF HOPE chapter 9 pg 26 - Page 9

Wow yaar ... Ur an amazing writer... u have compelled me to join india forum...👏

pls make an index in th first page or below the prologue.

Originally posted by: moonlight3094

pls make an index in th first page or below the prologue.

Did it thanks for reminding me 😊

Awesome!!!...👍🏼... I don't know why but the goon part reminded me of IPKKND(s-1) kidnapping track...

Thank you every one for the wonderful comments...i will try to update soon

Originally posted by: itsAveesha

Wow yaar ... Ur an amazing writer... u have compelled me to join india forum...👏

Yaar...u are spoiling me 😳 ...i am all flattered...thanks and welcome to the forum

Originally posted by: do0dleR

Awesome!!!...👍🏼... I don't know why but the goon part reminded me of IPKKND(s-1) kidnapping track...

Thanks yaar...the show again...i have heard of it so much now..cant wait to catch it

Chapter - 6

Nisha sat impatiently at the dining table tapping her feet. Breakfast consisted of bread butter and jam- Kabir's so called favorite. Nisha had just finished her breakfast stuffing the whole of it into her mouth in one go. She was now waiting for Kabir to finish his breakfast.

"Eat fast na yaar Kabir" Nisha said annoyingly. Kabir smiled at her impatience and started eating slow deliberately to annoy her more. " Kabir..." Nisha said warningly. "ok ok " Kabir hurried up and finished his breakfast. Kabir sat down on the couch. Nisha sat down cross legged on the floor hugging a cushion with childish excitement written across her face. Kabir smiled shaking his head watching her; Nisha was rocking back and forth with hands on her cheeks looking up at him expectantly. He had the strong urge to ruffle her hair and place a kiss on her head. But he shunned the idea and began his story.

" Ok listen carefully.This story took place years ago...Once upon a time there lived a princess in the beautiful town of Jaipur. She was very beautiful yet she had the heart of a tiger. A lot like you actually." Kabir said smiling at Nisha." Her name was Vasundhara Singh Rathore. She was a different kind of princess...maybe that's what made her fall in love with a commoner like Arjun Kumar. They met, exchanged glances and fell in love. But like in every love story of old days, the elders were not amused. How could a princess fall in love with a commoner? Their family tried to separate them. But love is something that will make the word defeat inaudible. The two lovers eloped. He took her to the city of Dubai and they got married. Soon someone else came to their life."Kabir said smiling lightly.

"Kabir" Nisha said excitedly and Kabir chuckled. "Yes Kabir. They were a happy little family. But every love story does not have a happy ending." Kabir's voice tightened. Vasundhara's and Arjun's was one such story. Nisha, before I turned one God took my Dad with him. Mom said it was an accident; I was a mere baby then. I don't even remember anything. But I know something, my mom struggled. She never told me about the difficulties she faced, but Nisha think about a lonely young woman with a merely months old child jobless in a city like Dubai. Chances of survival were zero. But my mom fought, despite every difficulty she faced she fought. She did not accept defeat when she was thrown out of her house with her child. She did not accept defeat when she had to wander around the city homeless around the city for two whole days and nights. She took up every job she could find to raise her child. Maybe that's why she was always busy, but I lost her Nisha. She was always there yet out of reach" Kabir closed his eyes and took a deep breath. " life had been so cruel to mom. When I was 12 mom met with an accident. I didn't know what to do, I didn't have money for her treatment. I found job at a caf and worked day and night for her treatment. My mom broke seeing me work. Maybe she was guilty that she had a royal life when she was young and me...

"You know Nisha, mom says I look like my dad. Life would have been so different if he was with us. I miss him. I miss him every single day. If dad was with us mom wouldn't have to suffer so much. If dad was with us he would have been my best friend. If he was with me he would have stood by me in everything. Over the years I have been in school I have seen kids talking to their dads or showing them the prizes they have won or being congratulated by their dad, I always felt this emptiness beside me. Mom named me Kabir Singh Rathore, I don't know why, I am anything but a prince, maybe she missed her family. But I always have tried to go by the name Kabir Kumar. It made me feel closer to my dad somehow. Like he is with me still. The dad I have never Known" Nisha got up on her knees and wiped the tears running down Kabir's cheeks with her hands. Kabir hadn't realized that he was crying. He looked up at Nisha there were tears in her eyes too. Kabir brought up his hand to wipe her tears, Nisha hugged him and Kabir hugged back tightly. "I am sorry yaar, you didn't have to talk about it if you never wanted to- " Nisha began but was cut off by kabir "No yaar, thank you...i needed this." He hugged her tighter. He almost never talk of his dad openly to anyone not even to his mom. She knew that he missed him in his life but that doesn't make it easier to talk about him to her especially when he knows it pains her to talk of him. But with Nisha he felt free to talk . He felt at ease with Nisha in everything. With Nisha he had answer to every question.

Kabir broke the hug. "Stop being senti and all. Get up I have to practice dance remember and you promised me you would help today." Nisha could see that Kabir was trying to lighten the mood."Arrey yaar, its Sunday rest na and look at you, you are beaten up, you need rest." Said Nisha.

" Its ballroom dancing yaar. It's not gonna be much tiring and I really have to practice." One look into Kabir's eyes and Nisha understood it was not about practicing. Over the days Nisha has known Kabir she understood that whenever he was emotionally high, whether it is happiness or sadness, anger or delight, the one thing he wanted to do was dance. It was his way of showing his emotions. He wants to dance now. " Fine. Dance" Nisha said looking into his eyes. Kabir was surprised, she knew, she knew that he just wants to dance and he understood that she knew. Nisha nodded her head understandingly and Kabir felt his guards breaking down. He got up and moved to the music system. Light music filled the room.

Hmmm...hmm

Kabir moved towards Nisha and held her hand. He did not utter a word as he asked her to dance with his eyes. Nisha was compelled by the intensity of his gaze to join him. Kabir brought his hands to her waist. Nisha felt as if a hundred butterflies were flying in her stomach. She lowered her eyes unable to match his intent gaze. His hand trailed up her waist to her neck. Nisha instinctively closed her eyes. Kabir smiled lightly and opened her hair which she tied up into a bundle using a clip.

Dehleez pe mere dil ki
Jo rakhe hain tune kadam
Tere naam pe meri zindagi
Likh di mere humdum

Nisha opened her eyes as she felt her hair falling out of place. Kabir smilingly looked at her as he moved Nisha's hair. He slowly brought his hand to her face and caressed her cheeks. Nisha's coal black eyes met his hazel brown ones. He slowly trailed his hand down her arm, coming closer and held her hand. Nisha was completely lost as he began moving steering her with him.

Haan seekha maine jeena jeena kaise jeena
Haan seekha maine jeena mere humdum
Na seekha kabhi jeena jeena kaise jeena
Na seekha jeena tere bina humdum

Kabir twirled and pulled her to him. He moved keeping her close to him hugging her back. Nisha felt her senses losing.

Dehleez pe mere dil ki
Jo rakhe hain tune kadam
Tere naam pe meri zindagi
Likh di mere humdum

Haan seekha maine jeena jeena kaise jeena
Haan seekha maine jeena mere humdum
Na seekha kabhi jeena jeena kaise jeena
Na seekha jeena tere bina humdum

He twirled her and and pulled her to him again hugging her from behind. He slowly swiped her hair to one side and placed his head on her shoulders. He brought up Nisha's hand and kissed it. Nisha slowly brought her hand and placed it on Kabir's cheek. Their eyes met and every single question about the status of their relationship in their head melted away. It didn't matter any more

Hmmm.. hmmm..

Sacchi si hain yeh taareefein
Dil se jo maine kari hain...

Sacchi si hain yeh taareefein
Dil se jo maine kari hain...

Kabir kissed her neck and Nisha felt electricity running down her spine. She tried to move away from him but he caught hold of her hand.

Jo tu mila to saji hain
Duniya meri humdum
O aasma mila zameen ko meri
Aadhe aadhe poore hain hum
Tere naam pe meri zindagi
Likh di mere humdum

Kabir came closer to Nisha. His hands moved to her waist. Nisha simply stood looking at him.

Haan seekha maine jeena jeena, kaise jeena
Haan seekha maine jeena, mere humdum
Na seekha kabhi jeena jeena kaise jeena
Na seekha jeena tere bina humdum

He cupped her face. Nisha buried her face in his chest as she hugged him. Kabir brought his hand to her chin and gently made her look at him. He tucked a stray strand of her hair behind her ear. He caressed her lips with his thumb and slowly moved closer to her. Nisha closed her eyes and leaned in

Hmmm... hmmm..

and thats a wrap guys😉...sry for the long wait...and sorry if the romance was cliched but the hair opening was an original idea but cvs used it...however i used some of Nisha's dream here...i have nevr written outright romance before...all my nibir stories had the flavour of friendship and love... but i am sort of clueless at romantic scenes😳... i promise i will try to improve😳

lachu!

Originally posted by: anulovessarun

lachu!

u are so romantic!!!

never thought that u were this romantic

awesome update!!!