Suno...Hum
Naraaz Hain Tumse
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SuNo...Ham Naraaz Hain Tum Sey,
Bahot Naraaz Hain Tum Sey,
"Hello Armaan ...Hello" She shouted out in the phone
but he was talking to someone else in his office. "Armaan...hello..."
She tried desperately to talk but he couldn't hear. She waited patiently for
him to end his discussion with his colleague no matter how much money was it
coasting her to call him in UK from Delhi. "ok..ok i will do it...just
give me 20 mins" He said. Riddhima/Shilpa hopes raised up thinking that
now he will talk to her but only all she could hear was. "Riddhima/Shilpa,
I will call you later ok...their is an urgent work I immediately need to work
on ..Ok...Bye" Without even hearing her out, he cut the line, leaving her
flabbgaatered and in tears. She wished to throw the mobile, she was
holding at someones head and she would
have done that if it was not gifted by him on their first wedding anniversary.
"Riddhima/Shilpa beta...Have you seen my eyeglasses...I am unable to find
them" Armaan's Dadi i.e Riddhima/Shilpa's Grandmother in law called her
affectionately."Coming Dadi..." She shouted back, making sure her
voice didnt seems cracked. Angrily, she wiped her tears with the back of her
hand and before giving a last look to herself in the mirror, she went out to
help Dadi.
Bahot Majboor Ho Na
Tum,
Bahot Masroof Ho Na
Tum,
This was
Riddhima/Shilpa Armaan Malik, who was staying back in Delhi with Armaan's
Grandmother n law and Father in law. Armaan's mother died a few months later
after Armaan Riddhima/Shilpa marriage. She was ill from a long time and her
health was the main cause of an early marriage of her son. Riddhima/Shilpa was
just 20 while Armaan was 23. They both were high school sweet hearts. But due
to Marriage, Riddhima/Shilpa had to leave her college after Graduation. But it
was her father in law, who pushed her to complete her studies, when after a
year, Armaan had to go to UK for further education. He was doing a job in
multinational company in the day and in the evening was taking classes for his
ACCA program. "He was indeed busy but atleast could have spare few minutes
to talk to his wife". She thought bitterly. Though she always knew about
Armaan's plans. He had discussed it with her all through. "You know
Riddhima/Shilpa...I just have this dream to get accepted in London University.
You know how prestigious and positive that would be...for me...for my whole
career..." He told her once when after bunking an accounts class, they
were sitting the garden of the college under a well sheded tree. She used to
pray that all his dreams will get fulfilled then. Only if she had know that
what those prayers are going to cost her. The comfort, the ease of her life
seems to be at lost. She cant even feel comfortable in her own home. In her in
laws home.
Hamein To Yaad Krny ka,
waqt Barbad krne Ka,
Tumhen To Waqt Hi kb
Hai
hum ko yaad karny ka?
While
having dinner, Teeji and Rudra share a knowing worried look. Holding her head
with one hand, Riddhima/Shilpa was quietly eating.not even eating but playing
with her food and was taking one or two bites after two to three minutes which
was quickly followed by a gulp of water. Teeji, with her eyes, motioned Rudra
to ask. Rudra nodded back at her and coughed to get Riddhima/Shilpa's
attention. "Papa...What happened? Is it too spicy? Take water" She
got up frantically but Rudra raised up his hand. "No no
Riddhima/Shilpa...its alright beta...I am fine...but what happened to
you...where are you lost?" Riddhima/Shilpa looked down and found that
Rudra and Dadi were about to finish but her plate was still almost full.
"Nothing Papa...wo...I just needed Yogurt...Shanta forgot to bring it...I
will just ..." And she get up and went to kitchen to avoid further
discussion. "Beeji...What you think is going on?" Concerned Rudra
asked. "Puttar...as per I think...She had an argument with Armaan"
Daadi replied. "Beeji...Its not only today...from the last few weeks I am
noticing this change in her...She is attentive to us but not at all attentive
towards herself...I think I need to discuss it with Armaan...whatever issue
they have , they need to solve it as if it will go on like this, this stupid
girl will fell sick". "Rudra, its not about issues...its about
care...you men only think about the discussions and explanations...while for us
its not about words...its about togetherness...If a husband is with her wife,
she will find comfort even in the worst times of their lives...but when every
thing else is going fine and the husband is not their to share those small
details of her days...to support...to love...a girl will feel lonely, no matter
how much leisure of a life is down in her feet" Dadi explained. Rudra was
deep in thought for sometime before he said. "I think I can feel it
Beeji...after Kumud, I too feel that the easiness and comfort of my life is at
loss..." Rudra stopped as Riddhima/Shilpa came back with a bowl of yogurt
mixed with green chatni. Dadi smiled at her as once again they started on
eating the food.
Tumhain Na
Yaad Atay Hain
Tumhain
Kitna Satate Hain
Few days
later, Armaan was pacing in his apartment in anger. He kept on looking at his
mobile after every 10 secs which was now once again on redial for the emptieth
time but no response. "Where are you Riddhima/Shilpa?" Worry was
dripping from his tone. From the last three days, Riddhima/Shilpa hasn't called
him even once. "How could this be possible...How can she stay without
talking to me for three days?" He wondered. Is she sick? Is something
wrong with her health... or in home with Dadi or Dad . He thought and decided
to call Rudra who picked it up on 2nd ring. "Hello..."
"Dad...dad...everything ok in the home...Are you fine? Dadi...dadi is
fine...is she sick? Is Riddhima/Shilpa unwell?" He asked in concern. Rudra
took a deep sigh before replying. "Thank God! You remember that you have a
family back in the country..." Rudra taunted. "Dad...Please...Just
tell me that everyone is fine" Armaan almost pleaded. "Yes we are
fine Armaan..." Rudra replied calmly while rubbing his temple. "Then
why Riddhima/Shilpa isn't picking up my calls...I have been trying from last
one hour and she..." "She must have forget the cell in the car or
probably the music must have been too loud for her to hear it" Rudra cut
him in between and explained. "What do you mean by music must be loud?
...he eyes instantly rose up to look at his wall clock...Its 10pm in india
Dad...why Riddhima/Shilpa is still not back home...she should know that at this
time she have to give Dadi her medicines before she go to sleep...You need to
have your juice..." Armaan went on and on. "How can she be so
careless" and that was it for Rudra. "Just stop it Armaan" He
almost barked into the phone. "Now atleast she doesn't need to get family
lessons from you...If you want her to act like a maid to us than I better hire
one rather than making her work like one...What do you think of us? ...What do
you think of yourself Armaan...You think you have done a great job being a
son...that you have left behind a wife who can look up to your old grandmother
and father while you yourself can be in abroad and get your dreams fulfilled
than let me tell you straightly...YOU ARE NOT DOING ANYTHING THAN MAKING ME
ASHAMED FOR SUPPORTING MY WIFE'S LAST WISH" Rudras tone was hard and curt.
This was the first time Armaan was hearing Rudra speaking like that. It completely
shocked him. "Dad..." He said in an unbelievable tone. "Yes, you
heard me right Armaan...I feel ashamed that just to satisfy the heart and soul
my wife, I have destroyed the life of a young bubbly girl who now seems nothing
like the girl, she was. What have you done to her? Kumud herself must be
feeling grieved that her last wish has cost grief to a chirpy girl...That girl
always took care of her...despite being so young and raised up in such a
wealthy family, she knew her duties and even perform those one's which were
surly not her duties. I sent her, almost pushed her to go out with Shefali
today as seeing her tired bony face had made me feel sick. She is just 23. She
deserves to go out to have parties with her friends but poor she got stuck in
this relationship. But the good girl she is, she made sure that we have our
dinner and Beeji took her medicines before she agreed to go..." Rudra went
on and on before he took a breath and said. "Look Armaan, May be you are
busy...alot busy...but atleast try to take out sometime for her...She is
practically living her life on the phone calls between you too...This is the
2nd call that you have made me in this month so I am assure that you haven't
even spoken well with her in the past months...Consider your actions before it
get to late for you two" Rudra warned and cut the call, leaving a stunned
Armaan.
Pr Ab To
Maf karna Tum,
Hamein Na
Yaad Krna Tum,
Riddhima/Shilpa
looked at the caller's Id once again before she put the cell into her bag and
leaned back on the couch as she watched Shefali dancing with her friends.
"Nothing is enjoyable to me without you" She thought helplessly.
Avoiding him was one of the hardest thing she had ever experience. He was like
an addiction. His voice run shivers down her body. His touch, his kisses were
so electrifying and addictive that she would always feel herself being looking
for it. She was as helpless then as now. Every celebration, success, happiness
seemed so meaningless if he is not standing beside her. She had hoped that she
could pass these two years between the phone calls and their conversations, but
first, where the phone calls get less, later the conversations in them too. She
sighed. And closed her eyes while leaning her head back and rubbed a desperate
hand on her forehead. "If you are busy Armaan, So am I. I am tired of
being ignore. You willn't be bothered anymore. Stay happy with your work"
She decided and looked forward to see Shefali coming back to her holding the
drinks. "Are you bored?" She asked with concerned while
Riddhima/Shilpa gave her a small smile. "No, I am not..." She took a
sip of the Pina Colada and looked at Shefali. "Shefali...After the result
came out few days back, I was planning that I should look for a job...It will
give me a good experience...Do you know someone who can help me?" She
requested as Shefali held her hand and smiled. She knew her friend need to move
on and make something out of her life rather than keeping herself struck with
the hope of Armaan's return. So she nodded and agreed. "But let me just
talk to Papa and Dadi first..." She spoke before again taking a sip of her
drink.
Tumhein Na
yaad Ayen Gy,
Na Tum Ko
Yun stayen Gy,
Armaan went
through the document once again before he signed it below and handed over to
his Manager in office. "Armaan, Are you sure you want to leave?" He
asked once again. "You do know we can just tear this paper before it
reaches the higher management...Your first promotion is in order...At this
stage, I don't think its advisable to leave...You are so young...You have too
much to achieve in life further on" He warned. Armaan just gave a pleasant
smile in response as he gave his body a little swing while tucking his hands in
his pants pocket. "Thank you for the suggestion Sir. Really appreciate to
see you being worry about me...But I need to leave...I have just realized that
in the aim of achieving my goals in life, I am neglecting the people, whose
main goal was to see me happy. In return, till now, I have done nothing for
them. Its time, I return their favor and make them happy too" Armaan
assured himself as well as his manager who wished him all the best for his
future. The luggage was already packed in his studio apartment that he quickly
collected, submit the key to the reception and bid audieus to the people who
were like a family to him in this stranger country, but now, no more strangers
he will have to live with. He will be back to his family, to his father and
Grandmother. He will be back to his best friend, his support and his love,
Riddhima/Shilpa.
It were
three weeks when last Armaan had a discussion with Rudra. He had deeply analyze
every aspect of his life. Past. Present. Future. Riddhima/Shilpa was always a
part of his past and he couldn't imagine or plan a future without her. Her
love, her support was what always kept him motivated. And then a thought struck
him badly. If she is a part of her past and future, then why not of his
present. He groaned while leaning back into the taxi's seat and ran an angry
hand on his face. His ACCA program was finished. He had his exams last week.
earlier he had planned to stay and continue with his job for a year or two or
may be, he could settle down their but now, his plans were clear. He blamed the
whole messed up situation on his immaturity. And he was immature. 26 years of
age while he didn't had to bear or take up a single responsibilty has made him
carefree. His father had always made sure that he gets everything but now, he
has an aim. Few people to take care off who till now were taking care of him.
"Sir, We have reached the airport" And he got out having a new jump
into his steps.
Pr Jab Tum
Ham Ko bulao Ge,
Ham Sy Jab
Milny Aao Ge,
Ringing the
bell of Malik Mansion, he was standing out waiting for the doors to open and
warm embraces to engulf him in their warmth. When no one opened the door, he
frowned and rang the bell only to hear Shanta shouting out. "Aree aa rahi
hoon...Aik tau ye newspaper wala bhi...Kal bola tha subah main ana...sahab ghar
main hoing ga but nahi...Koi tau sunta nahi" She keep on saying out loud
and opened the door to see a frowning Armaan. The first reaction of her was to
cover her mouth in surprise and then feeling embarrassment. "Armaan
baba...Maaf karna baba...mere ko laga wo...app andar aoo na...Are oo Ravi...Ye
Baba ka aa k saman le" Armaan ignoring that pull the luggage inside while
his eyes search around the house. "Sab kahan hain?" He questioned
still wondering and moving towards Dadi's room which was downstairs.
"Baba...Koi bhi ghar pe na hai...Dadi g apni dost k ghar gaye hain kissi
godh bhariye ki rasam pe...Sahab tau kal raat ki flight se Mumbai gaye
hain...Kal tak ayein gay" Armaan rub his stubble. Surly surprising
everyone with his arrival was now looking as a bad idea. He was missing the
home-return welcome. "Riddhima/Shilpa...Wo tau room main hogi na?" He
spoke up and started to move upstairs only to hear Shanta calling him.
"Baba, Riddhima/Shilpa baby ghar pe nahi...Wo tau office main
hain..." Armaan's step halted on the first stair as he turned and looked
at her with a confuse look. "Office main?" "Jee...abhi kareeb 3
hafte pehle unke imtehan ka result aaya tha jiske baad se Sahab k kehne pe
unhoon nay office jana shuru kia hai" That was a news for Armaan.
Riddhima/Shilpa's result came and she didn't inform him and above that, no one
has updated him on this news that Riddhima/Shilpa has joined his father's
business. He had tried to call Riddhima/Shilpa a few times but she didn't
respond. Then being busy with his exams, he couldn't do anything more. But then
an idea came to his mind and he smirked. "Shanta, Ravi se keh k saman
kamre main bhejwao or jaldi se meri aik Shirt press kar do...Mujhe bahir jana
hai..." Shanta went on to call Ravi while he ran upstairs to take a quick
shower. On entering the room, Armaan instantly felt calm. The aroma of the room
did that to him. The room made him remember so many memories he had created so
many times with his mother and later Riddhima/Shilpa. He remember how during
his exams, his mother used to sit down with him, earlier(in childhood days)
helping him and later (in teenager days), making sure that the much needed hot
chocolate or coffee was placed on his study table. He went towards the table to
find his books neatly arranged in a corner accomanying by a whole row of Riddhima/Shilpa's
management books. He smiled and randomly picked up a book to went through to
find it marked by Riddhima/Shilpa's handwriting. "Like always...The
ultimate bookworm" He smiled and put it back. He then went to bed and sit
down on her bedside to see a two piece photo frame placed on her side table.
One picture was of their wedding day. She was sitting on the stool while he was
standing behind, bending to make his arms crossed on her front. The other
picture was of their honeymoon. They both were wearing white shirts with jeans,
walking on a clear road of Goa where he was holding Riddhima/Shilpa up in his
arms. "Memories" He traced the smiling lips of his wife before he got
up and went to take a quick shower. He couldn't wait anymore to see her.
To Ham B
Tum Ko Bta Dein Gy,
Bahot
Majbor Hain Ham B,
Riddhima/Shilpa
was gracefully sitting behind the oak desk of her father-in-laws office which
was now her's. Rudra wanted to make a power of attorney that could give her all
the rights to take major to minor decisions of the company but Riddhima/Shilpa
forced him to settle this issue with a temporary POA. Now looking down at the
black leather file, opened infront of her, she took a deep sigh. "This
wasn't my dream" Her dream always to make a happy family with Armaan.
Their happiness, their togetherness was what mattered the most to her. Her own
parents were much rich than Armaan parents but the business has always kept her
parents apart most of the time. She had seen how many differences the wealth
could cause. Her father Amit Sharma always used to stay away on the business
trips which took him away from his family. Nandini, her mother, was first a
housewife but on feeling her husband getting away from her cause of the
business, she decided to join the business. Hoping that may be it could bring
them together. But the business and its expanding plan took both of her parents
away from her and her elder brother Karan. Luckily, Rudra and Kumud helped and
loved her in that time. But now, she felt that she and Armaan are walking on
those same steps as her mother and father did. *Ring Ring* The telephone beeped
make her open her eyes as she put the phone on speaker which was by Rudra's
secretary. "Maam, their is a customer who had a meeting with Rudra Sir today
but now as he is not here, the customer wants to meet you and discuss an issue.
I had made him sit in the conference room." And that was the last thing
she needed today. A discussion. She just wanted to stay quite today but seems
like destiny has a game to play. "Ok, I will be there in 5 mins".
Cutting the call she got up and took hold of her dull pink office jacket over
the white crisp shirt and that same dull pink office pants. Pushing her open
hairs out from the coat, she gave herself a last look before she looked at the
mobile to see any missed calls of Armaan. But like from the last 3 days. Not a
single call was received. You have changed Armaan. You are no longer My Armaan
Bahot
Masruf Hain Ham B,
Hamein B
Kaam Hain Kitny,
She entered
the conference room to find no one in view. Her mouth was hanging open and she
rose her hands up in furry. "Now where is that customer...Ms.Martha just
need to keep things in check" She spoke irritably when she hear the click
of the door behind her and two hands engulfing her around the waist before
pulling her off her feet. She squealed only to hear the giggle of the man, she
missed the most in last two years. She didn't believe. She just couldn't
believe that he was back. To her. Armaan felt her stunned body and made her stood
on the ground only to make her turn and look at himself. The first thing he
noticed was the sad slight puffy eyes and then those tears filling it.
"Armaan" She whispered as if not believing only to see his smile
getting broad, showing his perfect dimple. He pulled her close into a hug,
leaving few soft kisses in her hairs. God! I missed her. He thought before
pulling her more close by her hips. Riddhima/Shilpa took a deep breath inhaling
the masculine smell, that was his. It was her most favorite personal brand of
perfume. "Riddhima/Shilpa..." His voice was think with emotions.
"I so missed you baby..." and that was enough to still her chain of
thoughts and feeling. She slowly backed away from him to look into his eyes.
"You missed me?" As he nodded quickly, Riddhima/Shilpa felt that all
to known hurt in her heart. She smacked his shoulder as he backed away a little
only to see her smacking him all over. "You are a liar Armaan...You
haven't missed me at all...You hadn't...You are a liar" He held her hands
in his broad ones and looked straight into her teary eyes. "I had missed
you Riddhima/Shilpa...missed you so much...I...I just couldn't show it doesn't
mean that I love you any less..." "Don't lie to me..."
Riddhima/Shilpa cut him in between. "If you had, you would have cared for
me...you would have been concern about me, my career, my dreams, my life...But
no, all you care was about yourself, your career, your dreams and your
life...It was Papa who pushed me to continue my studies and asked me to join his
business now...You even wasn't free to hear me out...about my success...my
results..." Armaan ran fingers through his hairs feeling helpless how to
explain her. "Riddhima/Shilpa" he called but before he could say
anything more, her phone buzzed. She looked at the caller ID and then back at
him. "I have to go to attend a meeting Armaan.." She gave him a last
hurtful look before leaving the room. Their goes his SURPRISE.
Hamein Na
Hi Bulao Tum,
Na Ham Ko
Yaad Aao Tum,
Dadi was
surly surprise and then elated to see her grrandson. She hugged him to his
heart content before sitting down with him to discussed his journey. Armaan's
eyes moved up to look at the clock to see it striking 8pm. "Dadi...till
what time Riddhima/Shilpa is usually coming back from office..." He
inquired worriedly on not seeing her returned by now. "Beta, Usually she
is back by 6 or 6:30 but today she called me to say that she might be late. She
had a meeting" Armaan nodded. Teeji gave a concerned look to him.
"Puttar, Shanta was saying that you went to meet her in
office...everything is alright?" She was worried now. Armaan took a deep
sigh. Surly everyone was concerned and nothing was hidden from his father or
Dadi. "Dadi...I hope everything would be fine...She is angry with me"
He said regretting his actions. "She should be angry...Definitely...But
Puttar, its only you who can help her overcome the pain she had suffered...A
young girl, newly wedded and you left her here in between us" "But
Dadi...I had asked her if she would come but she refused" Armaan tried to
object even though perfectly knowing that his excuse was a lame one. "Than
you should have forced...She had pushed you to go away to fulfill your
dreams...You could also have pushed her to go with you and complete her education...Though
I perfectly know why she had refused in the first place" Dadi sighed and
smiled. "Why?" and that innocent WHY made dadi frowned and hit his
head. "Because Khotiya...Unlike you, she was matured enough even then to
understand the value of a family and its bonds" Armaan smiled and nodded.
Surly, in their relation, she was the voice of reason always.
A tired
Riddhima/Shilpa entered the house while rubbing her neck. She stayed back at
the office intentionally, not knowing how she will be able to sit with Armaan
and not bombaring him with her anger but in the presence of Dadi, it would have
looked inappropriate. She went straight to dadi's room to check on her and her
medicines. Hesitantly, she entered her room, their room but took a sigh of
relief on knowing that Armaan wasn't in their. Sarcastic. Earlier, she used to
wish to see his one look...and now thank the above Lord for making her have a
face off with him. But taking time as money, she quickly took out her nightsuit
and went to take a quick bath. She had planned to be in bed before Armaan would
be back and fake to be asleep but all the plans went to haywire when she found
Armaan putting a try full of food on the small table placed in their room. He
looked up at her with a smile only to be left awestruck by the raw beauty of
his wife. Wearing a strapped pink nightsuit, patting her face with the towel
while the damp slightly curled hairs falling on her shoulder, was making her
look so DESIRABLE. Damn. He thought. How could I talk and try to manofy her if
she will look this good for distraction. He thought whe right then
Riddhima/Shilpa threw her towel carelessly on the bed, making her get out from
his dazed look. "Riddhima/Shilpa...come have dinner...I bring it..."
But he was cut off. "You have the dinner...I had took that during the
meeting plus I have to go through this file as we need to sign this deal
tomorrow morning after Papa's return." Riddhima/Shilpa showed him the file
before she sat down on the study table that was his before, but now belongs to
her's.
Armaan
looked at her back with a crestfallen look. He knew he had made mistakes in
life but now, seeing her ignoring were making him feel more than guilty. He
pouted and looked back at her and then at the food placed infront of him but
right then he got an idea and smirked.
Riddhima/Shilpa
was trying her best to concentrate on the file placed infront of her but the
constant whistling of Armaan was irritating her. He was whistling "Jhak
marr ke" tone. Riddhima/Shilpa held her head in irritation first. She
knew, it was his way to say sorry but how could she forget the pain by his
ignorance all through. She turned around on the chair to see his lazily leaning
back on the bed while his legs were still hanging down. His cool attitude
raised up her anger. "Armaan, Can you please just stop it...I am here
trying to concentrate ok...Or you want me to leave" She warned. Armaan
perfectly knew that she could just do that. His ever-so feisty Riddhima/Shilpa
so he raised his hand up in surrender. "OK...Sorry..."
Riddhima/Shilpa turned back to the file. The 2nd page was turned when she felt
Armaan's finger on her bare shoulder. She shuddered like always. Armaan felt it
and moved his fingers lazily on her nape and shoulder before slipping one strap
on her nightgown off her shoulder. Riddhima/Shilpa instantly turned and looked
up at him with a glare before pulling the strap back on the shoulder and got
up. "I think, i should better leave" She said and held the file only
to be get held up by Armaan from the back. He pushed her into his chest before
letting his lips lingered on her neck. "I am sorry
Riddhima/Shilpa..." He whispered. "I know I have been extremely
ignorant, irresponsible towards you. I know, I have missed on one of the
important years of our married life but Riddhima/Shilpa, doing ACCA and a job
side by side is not an easy thing. Plus I was too immature to take up
responsibilities but now, I have understood. I have realized my mistakes and I
promise not to ever repeat them in my life...I want and will make you feel
wanted, cherished and love all through...Just give me this one chance"
Riddhima/Shilpa closed her eyes as tears leaked from her eyes. How she had
missed feeling loved by him. His hugs, his exsistance around herself. Armaan
left a kiss in her hairs of understanding before turning her around and puling
her in one of his soulful hugs. "I have missed you so much..." He
whispered running his hands at her back while she too held him tightly, not
wanting to let him go. "I missed you too Armaan..." She said with
torn voice. "Why you hurt me so much? How dare you ignore me...I know that
you were busy but just few minutes...would they have caused any trouble...You
never asked me about my career...my aim...my dreams...How was my education
going on..." She said and blamed him for her misery and he let he do till
she was in control. "You know that last time I called you, I wanted to
tell you about my result...I wanted to share my happiness...my success with
you...Was my success, my happiness is so unimportant..." She asked that
made Armaan feel a lump in his throat. "Is it?" She questioned once
again. Armaan cupped the hurt face of his wife before saying. "No
Riddhima/Shilpa...Not at all...You were always important...Everything related
to you was always important for me...I agree it was my fault...and
Riddhima/Shilpa, I promise, I will try to make up for all the hurt I caused you
even its going to take my whole life...I am back for forever...I can't dare
loose you for anything". Riddhima/Shilpa could see honesty in his eyes
but... "I love you Armaan...I believe you but right now, I couldn't trust
you with my heart...You have to make me believe that it willn't be broken once
again" She spoke truthfully. Armaan nodded his head. He perfectly
understood her situation now as he was too well aware of her family's history.
"I promise you that I will earn that trust..." He rubbed her cheek
with his thumb before bending down and placing a soft kiss on her forehead.
"But you shouldn't keep yourself hungry for me...Come here now...lets
eat" He entwined their fingers before pulling her to bed. "I have
already eaten" But ignoring her comment, Armaan made a morsel and bring it
to her mouth, "Don't you dare lie to me...I know you...now Come on eat
it...I am famished" Riddhima/Shilpa opened her mouth and eat as Armaan
took the next bite himself and they shared the meal in the same way. In between
Armaan started asking her about office and her working experience which she
shared with him. Later when Armaan went to put the tray away, Riddhima/Shilpa
went to her side of bed and sit down thinking about her life from here on.
Seeing Armaan back has surly made her feel to elated. She had missed him
terribly. His love, his touch. but now as he was back, she was afraid to let
herself get close to Armaan right now. As if understanding her mind, Armaan
closed her bedside lamp, making her get out from her trance. "Now
sleep...You have a meeting tomorrow, right...sleep well" He gave her a
sweet good night kiss and gave a smile when he jumped on the bed to get on his
side.
Next Day,
On return of Rudra, the family had a celebratory breakfast. Dadi made sure
Shanta had prepared lavish food. After that Rudra and Riddhima/Shilpa left for
the office and dadi to mandir, just to say thank you to God for bringing
happiness back into her house while Armaan was planning his move to manaofy his
angry wife. He knew it will take time and he was ready to put all the efforts.
Riddhima/Shilpa
and Rudra signed the contract and shake hands with the contractor. "Another
win beta...You truly are my lucky charm" He pulled her in for a fatherly
hug. "It was all your effort, your name that works Papa..."
Riddhima/Shilpa smiled. "No no...It was your presentation that was too
effective...But for now, I want you to go home and have a relaxing day...Armaan
just came back yesterday...You both should spend sometime together" Rudra
prompted. "But Dad?" Riddhima/Shilpa tried to argue. Being with
Armaan and to resist to touch him was a hard task. "Riddhima/Shilpa...I
know beta...You are furious with his actions and trust me, i am with you in
this...But beta, when you two had married...He was too young to understand. He
was always pampered enough by his mother to not feel any kind of
responsibility. Give him a chance beta. He is not a bad kid but
just...spoiled...Over spoiled" and the way Rudra said that, made
Riddhima/Shilpa smile. "Go home..." Riddhima/Shilpa nodded and left
to go.
She found
all her dresses placed haphazardly on the bed while Armaan was pulling out his
and putting few into a suitcase, placed beside on a small table. "What is
happening here?" Riddhima/Shilpa asked wide eyes only to see a smiling
Armaan.
k Hm Naraz
Hain Tum Sey,
Bahot
Naraaz Hain Tum Se
"Oh...Great
that you are back early...Just check if you have enough warm clothes or you
need to buy some more...I have already went through mine...and..." He took
out a paper from his pant pocket and unfolded it. "Yeah...I just need to
buy few casual t-shirts and a nice pair of joggers..." He put the paper
back only to see her standing with th same emotion. "My question is still
the sam...Whats happening here? Why I need to buy warm clothes as just 5 mins
back, Delhi was still too much hot" She marched to the bed to collect her
things. "I know about Delhi's temperature but Shimla will still be
cold..." Seeing her eyes suddenly raising up made him acheieve is goal.
"Shimla? Who is going to Shimla?" And he mentally patted himself.
Shimla was her dream. She wanted to go with him their someday. She had been
their once when she was around 7 with her mother and brother. Her father was as
usual busy with his business to go. She had missed the family time and had
always shared with Armaan that she will go with him someday. Armaan used to
laugh at her saying 'You should plan Mauritious, Singapour, Newzeland...why you
want to go to Shimla?" and that always used to damp her mood. "We are
going to Shimla day after tomorrow...Just check what you need so we can buy
that tomorrow...and for today..." He took out a a dark blue crisp top with
jeans and gave it to her. "Wear it...We are going out for a family dinner
and later to a long drive" Riddhima/Shilpa bewildered looked at him.
"Armaan but..." Armaan came to her and cupped her cheek. "I know
you always wanted to go their and I was the one who used to mock...but
Riddhima/Shilpa,I have realized...to me,it doesnt matter if we go to Shimla or
Switzerland, what matter is that you are with me. My stay in england was never
fun. I missed having you their with me" He expressed. Riddhima/Shilpa kissed
the palm cupping her face. Armaan gave his ever so heart warming side smile.
"Now relax for sometime...By 6 even dad will be back. I have booked the
table fot 7:30...ok" He patted her face before leaving the room.
Riddhima/Shilpa looked at his retreating back and smiled. She always wished to
see Armaan this considerate. To show his love is small sweet gestures. Though
she was hurt but now she was craving for him too. But then she grinned. Grinned
almost after 2 years. If her anger could make him do something out of his way,
inovative and romantic then why should she argue.
"Wah
puttar...I never knew that you will plan something like this" Teeji said
while munching on her butter chicken. Armaan grinned and raised his collar to
show off his Dad and Riddhima/Shilpa but Rudra wasn't someone to stay quiet.
"Beeji...Its not actually Ajun's idea. If it will be in his hands, he
would have been sitting here alone with Riddhima/Shilpa. It's Riddhima/Shilpa
who actually likes to spend time with us and it must be her cause of which
Armaan must have arranged this family dinner". Armaan pouted,
Riddhima/Shilpa grinned and then all laughed out. The family had a boostful
dinner. The small talk and smiles between them made Armaan realized what he was
missing on. Riddhima/Shilpa laughed out loud putting her hand up to cover and
Armaan looked at her with mesmerized eyes. How could he not missed this
comfort, this easiness, this warmth that he could only shared with his family.
How he was so insensible? He wondered. But then he realized, he was never so
considerate till he realized he could loose all of this. Riddhima/Shilpa nudged
him and rose her brow up in askance. Armaan just shook his head and engaged
himself in a dicsussion while under the table, he held Riddhima/Shilpa's hand.
Her breath hitched as he opened her palm, looking so calm while talking to his
Dadi and then entwined their fingers. She softly smiled and cherished the
moment.
Later while
walking on the beech side hand in hand, after that long drive in silence,
Armaan ponder over his life. His mother was always his anchor. She always used
to know about his minor to minor needs. She was the one who guessed that he was
in love with Riddhima/Shilpa and fully supported him. Actually pushed him to
confess while he was as usual confused and scared. Confuse to think that is it
really love and scared that if he confesses and she rejects then what will
happen. Their long friendship might be at risk. He had never knew how to live
without her, her friendship till then. Then how could you spend the last two
and a half years? His inner voice asked him and he stopped in his steps.
Riddhima/Shilpa moved forward but only to be gotten held by his hand. She
turned around and looked at him. He was looking down. "Armaan..." He
looked up at her face with remorse completely shown in his eyes. "I am
sorry..." He said with such honesty that brought tears in her eyes. Still
holding his hand, she moved closer and hugged him, leaving a small kiss on his
exposed neck. "I have missed you so terribly" She whispered only to
feel him pulling her more closer than ever. The air wasnt having any gap to
move in between them. "Me too...I am sorry...I love you and am sorry to
let you down..." He said again and promised to never let her get away from
himself. She completes him...his family...and his life and he will never let
her down ever now.
By the end
of next day, they both reached Shimla. Even though the temperature was low
outside, Riddhima/Shilpa still opened the window of their honeymoon suite.
Riddhima/Shilpa heart literally made a jump seeing the setting of the room. The
fire was lit in a corner while soft glow from them dim wall lamps and scented
candles were creating an intoxicated atmosphere. She remembering their wedding
night scene. Just like this, the room was decorated by Armaan's cousin while a
really shy Riddhima/Shilpa was waiting for an excited Armaan. She blushed
remembering the hesitant moments and gestures from that night. "I think
its better to order dinner in the room. Lets relax tonight and tomorrow we can
go out and explore" Riddhima/Shilpa nodded at his suggestion as Armaan
pick up the phone to call. After 15 minutes, Riddhima/Shilpa turned around and
found Armaan standing right infront of her who was till now just observing her
in silence. Her breath hitched for the second time in the day. Him looking down
at her with hooded eyes was a scene, she had seen so many times in her dreams.
"I missed you" He said in a whisper before pecking her soft lips. Her
eyes closed taking in his essence before he backed away. "Lets plan the
trip according to you...where you want to visit?" He settled himself on
the bed and made her comfortable before he took out the writting pad and
started deciding their schedule.
It were
three days till they arrived. The trip was turning out to be everything she had
always dreamed off. Being with Armaan in this place, feeling protection of his
arms, love in his eyes was something she always wanted to feel. But this
determined Armaan to win her heart was making her frustrated now. Armaan kept his
distance from her after that small peck and now she was craving for it. First
day, They went to hiking into the dark forest with a troop. When
Riddhima/Shilpa was tired and sit down on a rock to take a breath, Armaan held
her up at his back as they moved. The next day, they went to the hip hip hurray
amusement park where Riddhima/Shilpa took the ride on the huge rollar coaster,
making Armaan sit beside herself even after perfectly knowing that he hates it
but her puppy face was enough to melt him. And though he nearly had a heart
attack, they shouts, hooting and crying of an amused Riddhima/Shilpa was worth
taking th risk. They had total fun. From fast ride to slow, from popcorns to
candyfloss, they shared everything together From a same bowl, a same box, a
same stick. In between, Armaan made sure to keep his hand in constant touch with
her skin, making small circles in their with his thumb just to tease her and
that added something more to his frustration. The next day they planned to
visit Chadwick falls. Riddhima/Shilpa took a deep breath inhalling the soft
cool and fresh air around her. The waterfall was a view from down. The
calmness, the serenity of the scene instantly provided peace to their hearts.
Armaan encircled her waist from the back as they enjoyed the view in silence.
"You know Armaan, this is the place, I remember, we used to come daily when
I visited it with mom and bhai...We used to play around in the water while Mom
used to sit their.." She pointed towards a tree..." I guess wondering
about her life" Armaan kissed her temple from behind. "Lets go and sit
their" He voiced her thoughts and pushed her as they went under the tree
and sit on the ground. Riddhima/Shilpa leaned against it before she saw Armaan put forward his hand, having his mobile in their. Riddhima/Shilpa looked at him
questionly. "Call your Mom...Lets not have any bitter memories of this
place anymore..." He said thoughtfully. Riddhima/Shilpa got sweet tears in
her eyes as she leaned forward to hugged him instantly before holding the
mobile and calling up her mother. "Mom...You know we are in
Shimla...Remember that waterfall..."She looked around..."I am sitting
under the same tree with Armaan where you used to sit and watch us" Armaan smiled as the mother daughter cried, laughed and talked. They should have cam
here earlier, he shook his head while thinking. Riddhima/Shilpa needed this
closure.
Later in
the evening, Armaan planned to go to a club before heading for the dinner in an
exquiste hotel. Riddhima/Shilpa wore a shimmering dark sea greenish blue knee
length dress. It was sleeveless showing off Riddhima/Shilpa's slim arms. She
worn a 4-inch silver heel to match the dress. The dark kohl eyes, pink glossed
lips, blushed cheeks and small silver beads enhance her beauty to a next level.
She let her silky long hairs fell on her shoulder. Armaan came out from the
washroom wearing his white shirt with black jeans when he halted in the midway.
If he was not already in love with her, he fell once again. This girl is off to
a mission to kill. Riddhima/Shilpa applied a final layer of her gloss on her
lips when she looked at him through the mirror, gaping at herself. "What
happened?" She questioned. "Nothing..." He said after clearing
his throat as he saw her being done, he took hold of her over coat from the bed
and helped her wearing it. It was such a casual action as she slid her hand
into the coat and corrected it while Armaan wore his dark blue coat and together
they left the room.
The music
was great and so was the club. People were dancing on the floor in the full
mood. As Armaan and Riddhima/Shilpa entered the club, many eyes turned towards
the couple but totally ignoring them, they moved ahead to get themselves a
table before moving towards the floor to dance. People made space to welcome
the couple. Boys made move to be close to the hotty, newly entered but Armaan held her waist and pulled her close to himself, giving glares to other. His
body moved along with her onto the sensous song, "Mujhe tau teri latt lag
gaye" Riddhima/Shilpa literally turned liquid into his arms as he guided
her and she followed. She turned, circled, moved in the warmth of his arms and
he just let her enjoy. Their bodies touched, rubbed and pressed till Armaan groaned. She surly had a mission to kill. He thought while feeling her nail
scatching his neck while her lips left a kiss on his jaw, not making it
obvious. She grinned when Armaan took her hand in his and entwined it, not being
able to take it anymore. Her slow torture on him was making it difficult for
him to have straight thoughts. He wanted to woo her once again, isn't what she
wanted? To earn her trust. But if the sly smirk on her lips and those glazed
eyes were indication, then he was all in for it.
He pulled
her even more closer and traced her exposed skin on neck leisurely with his
finger tips, tickling it. Her stomach felt butterflies feeling the closeness of
her husband. Next he traced her bare arm making goosebumps rise. Her lips
shivered. "Lets have a drink" She whispered. Suddenly she was feeling
too thirsty. Armaan nodded and lead her to the bar, silently chidded himself of
his actions. This was surly not a place to romance. And in between so many
people. He thought and mentally kicked himself. Riddhima/Shilpa ordered themselves
two drinks. Armaan looked at her back to see that half of it was backless and
was covered with her hairs before. He closed his eyes immediately feeling
himself going over the edge. Right then, a forigner blonde approached them
wearing a silver knee length dress, looking stunning but instead of going to
the handsome man, sitting beside, she approached Riddhima/Shilpa and kept a
hand on her shoulder. Riddhima/Shilpa looked at her instantly.
"Yes..." Riddhimaasked just to see that girl's eyes fixed on herself.
"You dance beautifully...I absolutely loved the way you moved..."
Blonde complemented. Riddhima/Shilpa was embarassed but smile. Damn, people were looking
at them. "Are you single? Cause I am and ... I really really liked
you?" She said next what stunned both Armaan and Riddhima/Shilpa to no extent and to
confirm their doubts, the blonde moved her hand on her arm rubbing it. Armaan was instantly at her side and pulled her back showing narrow eyes to the
blonde. "She is surly not single...She is married and already taken"
The blonde looked from a the woman to the man and gave a sad smile. "Lucky
you...Take care of her" She said and moved away. Riddhima/Shilpa, who was till now
just standing in shock, digested the conversation and burst out laughing.
She was
still laughing when they left the club. Armaan moved at the back leisurly
enjoying the music of her laughter. "Haha...That was too
funny...Haha..." She kept her hand on her chest and turned to look at him
before laughing once again. He groaned. "The guts of that woman...before I
only had to save you from the eyes of men...and now, from these weirdo women
too...God" He whined. Riddhima/Shilpa loved to see his possessive side and kept on
laughing seeing him cursing. "She surly is married and taken.." She
mimicked...".The look on your face..." And she laughed once again
when in the next instant, Armaan pulled her into his arms and held her pretty
close. Her laughter died seeing all too knowing desired look in his eyes.
"Aren't you?" Rubbing his nose with her, he looked straight into her eyes.
"Aren't you mine and mine alone?" He knew it but still needed
assurance. From the time he was back,Riddhima/Shilpa never had confessed her love for
him. He knew she was hurt but now, he wanted her to express, to say those three
words who once before had changed his life for the betterment. Her arms circled
around his neck as she moved up on her toes to look straight into his eyes.
"Always...Your's and your's alone" and saying so, she kissed his
cheeks, right near his lips. He groaned. Why they have planned to come out today,
he wondered. "Are you hungry?" He questioned straightly with
passionfilled eyes. She knew if she nodded, he will take her for that planned
dinner no matter if it will kill him. And it will kill her too. So she didnt
let her eyes moved away from his, trying to convey her love through them. Her
hot breath fell on his neck as she moved her hands down his body and inserted
inside his coat to hug him. "Hmmm...I am hungry...for you...just for
you..I missed you" She whispered only to hear him making a Voice at the
back of his throat as he literally swayed her off her feet and moved towards
the car cursing how far their hotel.
They
entered their room with giggles, feeling themselves to be just like the newly
weds. As the door closed behind, Riddhima/Shilpa was in his arms as he kissed her throat
tenderly and later smoothered her giggle with his lips. She moaned as he
probbed her lips before pushing her against the wall and entering. Who made the
noise was not known to them as they keep each other's fill. The fire crackled
in the fireplace but the heat couldnt beat the warmth produced by their bodies.
"Oh...how I missed you..." He cupped her face and gave wet kisses on
her face, making her sigh in pleasure before homing back at her lips. Her hands
moved up to pull his collar, making him to deepen the kiss. "Mujhse kabhi
naraaz na hina Riddhima/Shilpa...I willnt be able to bear it" He whispered against
her skin as his hands moved back to feel the smooth skin of her bare back
before moving down to unzip the dress. He deliberately kept his moments slow,
making her irritated and frustrated just fo speak out. Making a horse sound
between her lips and teeth, she looked straight into his eyes before speaking,
"If you dont stop this laziness of your's...Main tumse or naaraz ho jaoon
gi" She warned. "Oye hoye..." Pushing the hairs back from her
face he smirked and pushed the dress from her shoulder, exposing white milky
skin underneath. "Abh bhi naaraz ho gi" He said and kissed her
shoulder while his hands keep on pushing her dress down from her body.
"Hmmm..." She only could hummed while caressing th short hairs on his
nape. Seeing her engrossed in his touch, he nipped her skin making her moan.
"I love you...I so damn love you" The dress fell in her feet making
her bare to his gaze. Her fingers ran up to his shirt to unbutton while he
pulled his coat off and threw it away before started helping her with his
shirt. She didnt care if its off or not and made contac of her palm with his
chest before kissing it slowly and sensuously with her plump lips. Armaan let
her explore and undressed himself before he held her up in his arms and threw
on the bed. Wearing her heels and that thin filmsy material on her body, she
was looking nothing but Sexy and he was ready to devore her. He fell on her
making their bare bodies touch before he restarted his venture on her delicious
skin. All she could do was let him have his way with herself. "Sweet God!
" He murmered and licked her ear lobe. She acratched his back in response
making it hard for him to be slow. Finally with a cry of estacy, he made her
HIS once again while she founded her world in his embrace and only prayed to
stay in his embrace forever.
its
dedicated to MY BEST FRIEND...
as she sent
me this poetry and made me imagine this whole OS.
Luv Ya
All..
Ana
Edited by ..oneOone.. - 9 years ago
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