Kabir's Diary || Thread 2|| UPDATED 17/5 PG 29 - Page 9

Our eyes opened, just about half an hour later. The desi form of marijuana couldn't take our senses off us, as we didn't doze off after this, as that could've been a little dangerous for us, as our colleagues were outside. "We need to go out," Nisha said, pulling my cheek. We were not completely conscious. I felt too sleepy, but yes, we needed to go out. We got clothed.

I held her hand and took her towards the party area. I kissed her forehead, and whispered, "I love you," into her ears, and she reciprocated my kissing on the tip of my nose. And she disappeared into the huge crowd, as I kept looking at her. I smiled, as she vanished into the crowd, in front of my eyes. I closed my eyes, and realised, how complete my life was, with her, and her love. I took a deep, relieved, breath.

I chuckled, as she reappeared in front of me, throwing a grip full of colour at me. I giggled, while moving back, trying to save my face, as there appeared, the whole gang, looking at me mischievously. Viraj, my brother, ran behind me... As rithvik, and Nisha, helped him, by giving him every kind of permanent colours to be applied on me. The cousins ran with water filled shooters, and balloons behind me. I gave up, as I was finally thrown into a slurry of mud, painting me with it, as if nothing else was left. The waters balloons, colours, water shooters, shot at me were a bit difficult, but earned me a lot of happiness, and laughter. This torture treatment on every holi was an essential enjoyous part. I loved it. I stood up finally, as they were done with this torture, and I was fully and completely covered in mud. They laughed looking at me, as I mischievously looked at each of them. It was Rithwik's turn next. The same torture, the same mud. With Everyone. And finally Nisha. The newly married girl, was the last to get this torture. All of us, covered enough in mud, danced and jumped, as amazing holi songs flared on the speakers.

Nisha and me in the midst of them, and they covered us from every side, as they danced with us. All of us jumped together as, "Tu... Tu... Tu... Tu mera... Aa... Aa...main teraaa... Aaa... Hone lage..." Played. The crowd too joined in, and the step was similar. Nisha and me, danced midst of the crowd. I was so happy that Diya was nowhere to be seen, and I saw Karan many times, looking at us, but, yeah, still, who cares! She must be somewhere trying to protect her skin. We were all madly happy. Hooting, as we danced, this was the most enjoyous moment of this year, though this was just the beginning. I took Nisha into my arms, as she protested, and twirled her around. Karan kept looking at me, in disgust, as he stopped dancing and just stood at a corner. And the others, were least bothered to see, what we were doing. Almost everyonee, was inebriated. The holi party soon ended, after like, four or five hours. And slowly, everyone started leaving, after having the refreshments. But Karan didn't. He just waited in a corner, patiently, for Nisha to leave as well. She noticed him, and asked him why he didn't leave.

But he said that he didn't feel safe for her, and asked her if he could drop her home. Obviously, he was irked due to our closeness. I chuckled, turning the other way, as I could see, and hear them, standing nearby. Karan was louder than usual, because he wanted me to hear what he was saying. I tried really hard controlling my laughter. I managed to make a forced serious face, as I walked towards them. I asked Karan to let her be here, as I had some work with her, and told him that I would leave her home myself, later. But, he was so adamant that, he said, "Even I have the same position that she has in your office, sir, so, even I can do the work, tell me!" I was not so surprised to hear this. He even held her hand, and walked forward to stand in between us. "And sir, I don't think this is your office," he said, arrogantly. "I am pretty sure that you are as competent as Nisha, to do any work, but, can you actually take my sister for shopping, as her best friend, Nisha, can!?" I said, as Kirti appeared from somewhere, and stood beside me, and Karan looked at her. Nisha told him that it was true, and that they were in college together. Karan looked at me irritatedly. He got convinced to leave, and just before that, he hissed, "Just be careful from Kabir. I just don't trust him with you. Be safe. And call me, if you need me to be here, any moment," into her ear. He kept looking at me, as he walked out, warning me. Nisha and I broke into a fits of laughter, as Kirti was confused as hell, and she decided to walk away, instead of getting her query solved.

" Chal.. I've a very important work to do, with you," I said, as Nisha glared at me, and said, "Karan was right... Tu hai hi Kameena!" as I narrowed my eyes at her, and looked at her in disbelief. " Tu ab chalegi, ya idhar hi start kardu?" I asked, looking mischievously into her eyes. " Mujhe kaam hai.. Paka mat!" She said, as she stumped on my foot, and left, chuckling at me, as I winced in pain.

We all decided to stay in the farmhouse for holidays. Leaving today, three days were left, and our family had decided to stay with us. Our nest was too small to accommodate everyone there, so it was decided that we would spend our holidays here only. We had our dinner, and everyone was already asleep, due to the tiring day. It was raining cats and dogs outside. I decided to finish off some important work, that I had been postponing for many days. I always wanted to make our house, look like, we live there, and not a bachelor pad - like it usually does. I mailed my friend, who owned a lavish photo studio, atleast some hundreds of pictures of me and her, and with our family and friends, to get them all edited, printed and framed. He called me up, promised me to complete the work within two days, and also said that he would fix the decor of the house as well, as his wife, was an interior designer. He asked me to enjoy the holidays to the fullest. He liked, and respected me a lot, as I had helped him set up the studio, when he was in financial troubles, and also, it was me, who made their love marriage possible, when their families opposed the same. I thanked them whole-heartedly. I kept my phone and laptop aside.

I walked out of the room, as she wasn't here yet. I thought that she might be with her cousins, but she wasn't, as everyone was asleep. I walked up to the terrace, hoping to find her there, and there, she was. I stood, looking at her, enchanted, as she twirled, with her arms open, drenching in the rain. Her eyes closed, as she felt those heavy rain drops fall on her face. I just didn't disturb her. I saw her dance in the rain. I saw her like this for the first time. She looked the most beautiful, like this. I slowly tiptoed to her, as she turned the other way. I held her waist from the back, tickling it. She blushed, as she understood it was me. I placed my chin on her shoulder, after I pecked her cheek. " You are the most beautiful entity, do you know that?" I asked. She nodded her head.

I chuckled at her confidence. "You make me feel like that everyday! When you touch me, when you hold me, when you embrace me, when you kiss me, when you care for me... and when you make love to me... And even when you get angry at me... And make those funny faces, and irritate me... Everytime you are near me... I feel the most beautiful!" she said. I was blown away by her reply. " Do you know what? I can add another thing to your list... "I said as I knelt down on my knees, and forwarded my hand towards her. She looked at me curiously. " Wanna dance with me? " I asked. She blushed, as she gave her hand in mine. I stood up, and I pulled her closer to me... Not even an inch of distance between us. Our eyes locked, and tears of love forming in it. "Do you know, I never thought that I would be able to love someone to this extent... I never thought that someone would be able to glue up, the broken pieces within me... I never thought that someone could love me this much... Like you do." she said. My tears not ready to stop. " I never thought that you would love me too, someday, ... But I tried my best... And never expected anything in return from you... Agar kabhi aisa hota... Ki mera pyaar life long, one sided rehta... To bhi chalta... But I just wanted you to be happy... I felt selfish... But maine kabhi ye realise hi nahi kiya... Ki tumhe kabhi kisine pyaar karne ki koshish hi nahi ki... " I said. " It is good that... No one ever tried... Warna main teri kaisi hoti, Kabir? " Nisha asked, pinching my nose. I giggled. " Right! " I said, as I pecked on her forehead. The rain wetted us both, completely. I swirled with her in my arms. There was no music, we just danced to the tune of our love. I slightly pecked her lips, as she smiled.

" I totally can't resist you! It'd be better if we change and go to sleep for now!" I said looking into her eyes. " I don't mind, if you can't resist me, you can love me as much as you want, I am completely yours," She said as she fondled my cheek with her thumb, and her other hand, held onto my shoulder. " No, nisha! You should rest... It was a tiring day for you, and me. I don't think we should make love again, today. " I said convincing her. " Your touch only gives me relief, Kabir," She said, as she elevated herself in my arms, and kissed on the tip of my nose. I hugged her, as her touch, and this rain, washed away all the tiredness from me. " Not more than a kiss, then!" I said. She nodded. I sealed my lips with her, and as we were drowned in it, I swept her feet off the floor and took her into my arms. One of her hands, around me, and the other, cupping my face, as I kissed her. I climbed down the stairs with her in my arms like that. Kissing her, with utmost love. I walked into our room, forgetting about the door. Taking a break from the kiss, I got rid of her wet night suit... And my shirt... Leaving her in just her inners, and me in my jeans. I pushed her onto the bed, as I fell over her to kiss her. Our heartbeats and breath raced. Thunders outside. Her hands, pinned, to the bed, under mine. Intertwined, and pressing against each other, as our hunger increased.

I knew that controlling it was difficult. I quickly started placing kisses all over her face... And her neck, as she dugged her head back, and raised her chin up, easing it out for me. We were busy, in the supposed kiss, that was turning messier, and much more than a kiss. I marked my love on her neck, again, not able to stop myself anymore. My hands, now squeezing her body, as I feasted on her neck, and her hands played in my hair.

"Shittt..." We heard someone shriek, suddenly, pulling us out of our act, and alarming us, as Nisha pushed me to the floor with a huge force. " Ouchhh..." I screamed in pain, as it hurted my back. "Shittt..." Nisha shouted, and I looked at Nisha and then at the source of the scream. "Shittt..." now I shouted, as I was completely embarrassed, as there stood our entire gang, in a complete shock. I quickly buttoned my jeans and wore the shirt that lied on the floor. I looked at nisha, who looked at me in disbelief, as she covered herself with the rug. She quickly ran into the washroom, covering herself in the rug, and I handed her a fresh pair of dress to wear. The gang looked awkwardly at me, as I tried, not making an eye contact with them. " We're sorry... Hum kal subah aate hai..." They said, embarrassing me more. My face all red, due to shame. "Nahi... Nahi... Aajao... Ab to hogaya..." I said, and I bit my tongue. I cursed myself for letting them in, as their faces turned pale, seeing the mess we had created in the room, in our act. I quickly picked up her wet clothes, that lied on the floor, in the middle, and kept them aside. The bed sheet wet, and stained. A few marks of blood remained on it, maybe from the bites. I quickly pulled the sheet off the bed, as Dolly and Kirti noticed it too. "We... Are... A... Bit... Messy!" I spoke, out of embarrassment, as I threw the sheet to a corner of the room.

Nisha walked out of the washroom in a fresh pair of dress, and I immediately walked in, to change. It was Nisha's turn to face the embarrassment. Nisha covered the deep mark on her neck with her hand, as Kirti oggled at it. "Achha hua bunty aur jwalu so gaye... Warna ye sab dekhte to!" Sukku said, just to earn a slap on his head from Amanpreet, while Rithvik and Viraj just oggled randomly at the mess. " Hum tum dono ka... Neeche waale room me wait karte hai... Aajaana..." They said, as they quickly walked out, not able to bear this awkwardness anymore. Nisha nodded, and face-palmed in awkwardness. "I am glad that we were just kissing... And not making love... Warna ye log toh..." Nisha said, as I heard from the washroom. "dar hi jaate..." I said as I exited the washroom. "Kabir... Teri darwaaza band karne me maut aati hai kya? Jo humesha khulla chod deta hai!" Nisha screamed, in disbelief. "Wo to aadat me nahi kiya tha... Ghar pe to hum akele rehte hai na..." I explained, and she understood. She told me that they were waiting for us downstairs. We were clueless, as how to face this situation. However, we walked downstairs, into the room. All awkward. But they were looking at us, as if, nothing has happened. They were all chilled out and behaving casual again. Even we behaved as if nothing has happened. I went and sat beside Viraj and Rithwik, as Nisha sat with her cousins. "Saale Junglee Jaanwar!" Rithwik said into my ear, but it was heard by all, and everyone cleared their throats, to ease out the awkwardness. I stared into Rithwik's eyes and giggled sheepishly.

"Wo... We weren't sleepy at all... So socha ki baithke masti karte hai... And sabne bola ki tumlogon ko bhi bula lena chahie... So, hum aagaye the..." Umesh said, looking at me.

" oh!" I said, awkwardly. " Chalo... Karte hai phir masti..." Nisha said. " horror stories? " Rithwik asked. Everyone agreed, as truth and dare has become too boring now. We were supposed to cook up a horror story each, and tell them. One can never get bored from horror stories, and specially, when gatherings like this happen, with friends and family. But sometimes, they can make you shit your pants... But today, I was sitting here all confident and unmoved. We didn't realise when we moved onto to talking about life, and when... We became so tired that we dozed off... Right in our places... And some of us on the bed. I just lay in a corner of the room, and Nisha slept on the bed. Everyone was fast asleep this time, for sure.

It was midnight, when I woke up, feeling a lot of sudden weight being put on me... I was scared for once... As it was dark. Then I realised, it was Nisha as she mumbled my name. She lied down beside me... And cuddled into my arms as I felt sleepy. She hugged me tightly, as I turned towards her, and wrapped my arm across her waist. "This darkness is making me scared," she said, looking into my eyes. "It won't, anymore," I said, as I cuddled her closer to me... One of her legs trapped between mine, her head dug in my chest, and resting on my arm. I kissed her hair. I never realised when she dozed off. I kept talking to her while she tried to sleep, talking her of the most sweetest things that were happening in our life, and that no bad thing would ever happen again. I could only sleep when she slept and she snored, like a little baby would do...

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