ISHRA snippets: Ishq ki Saazishein-Pg 75 Completed - Page 29

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waiting for the aftr reaction of 6 foot bachaa..shravan

Originally posted by: Nichuss

waiting for the aftr reaction of 6 foot bachaa..shravan

Originally posted by: vidya.anand

yeah I started writing this one but the last 2 episodes have pushed me into ISHRA DL...distracted big time! 😉😆

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Part 15:

Raman grabbed the person back, "tumne baccha bola tha...yeh kis angle se baccha hai?"

The person turned to reply, "arre baccha hi toh hai...MBA final year padtha hai..."

He didn't wait for more from Raman but just ran away to the back stage. Raman turned his focus to the dance and his whole self burned in jealousy as he saw his wife dancing with the so called 6 foot baccha! His plans had totally backfired.

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Raman clenched his jaws and stood glaring at the drama that unfolded on the stage. Ishita was totally engrossed in the dance while Krishna had eyes only for her. Raman's eyes fumed and if looks could kill, then the 6 foot baccha Shravan would have become a handful of ash by now.

The guy was having a gala time taking in all the attention that Ishita showered on him as Radha. Of course she was totally in her role but Raman could see that the guy was enjoying it more than just the dance. Raman inwardly cringed each time they had to touch each other or hold hands in between. He had an undying urge to go and tear them apart. He just wanted to drag Ishita out of the stage but he stood helplessly and bound by his own ego.He couldn't do anything.

He smacked her in his mind, "toh isiliye madam itni uchal rahi thi...din raat iss Shravan ke saath dance rehearsals...mujhe lecture sunaane ka time bhi nahi tha..."

In those moments, silently the realization that he actually missed her dawned upon him.

The past few days were hectic for her in the clinic, taking care of Ruhi, his family and then she used to rush for the rehearsals which were mostly during the night. He cursed himself for not having accompanied once with her but little did he know that this Shravan was going to be her dance partner. He again smacked and cursed that organizer who had literally fooled him by the name Shravan. He smacked himself too. It was his mistake too. He had literally fallen into his own trap.

"Ab bhukto beta" he said to himself and waited for the curtain to fall. As per the dance, it was Radha who was burning in jealousy but off stage, Raman was literally fuming in the same. To his relief, the dance was over. He heaved heavily as Radha and Krishna stood in their final pose before the curtain fell.

One after other, the dances and skits were commencing but Ishita was nowhere to be seen. Raman was forced to sit with his mother for seeing Ruhi's program but his eyes kept alternating on and off stage. He caught a glimpse of her once when she peeped out of the side curtains to cheer for Ruhi. Raman saw that Shravan was right behind her and he was also clapping and cheering for Ruhi. Raman felt annoyed like hell. Why is she standing there? Usse yahaan mere saath...

His thoughts ceased there and when the performance got over, he excused himself, "maa main jaake Ruhi aur Ishita ko le aatha hoom"

His mother nodded but didn't fail to notice the change of expressions and the fireworks on Raman's face. A part of her smiled at that because she knew that Raman was slowly inclining towards Ishita and this jealousy was indication to that growing affinity. She was happy and prayed for their relationship to turn stronger and more intimate.

As Raman neared the back stage, he heard lively conversation between the participants. He heard Shravan talking to Ishita and addressing her continuously as Ishu' and Ishita'. Raman was irked to the core. He muttered, "Aisa boltha hai jaise usske godhi mein bitaaka naam diya tha..."

He wasn't gonna stop now. All his self restraint flew out of the window as he neared them. Their friendly banter sounded like loud noise and poked him like cactus. He interrupted the next time Shravan called, "Ishita, suno na..."

"Arre beta yeh tumse bohat badi hai...Ishita nahi, in fact tumhe toh didi bhulaana chahiye..."

Shravan was a happy go lucky guy. He smiled and replied instantly, "I know Mr Bhalla but woh kya hai na? Didi bhulaavunga toh dance mein chemistry nahi dikegi...so...Ishita hi sahi hoga, hai na?"

Saying that, he looked at Ishita for her nod which she did slowly! She had somehow sensed Raavan Kumar's mind but she couldn't say anything openly.

Meanwhile, Raman said to himself turning away from the duo, "mere biwi ke saath chemistry, huh? Jis din main apne maths pe uthrunga tab tumaara biology bathal jaayega!"

It was in a low voice but Ishita heard it in bits and pieces. She couldn't control a smile. Shravan enquired, "Aapne kuch kaha?"

Raman faked a smile and replied, "haan...matlab maine kaha ke ab dance khatam hua...toh didi bhula hi sakthe ho, right?"

Shravan patted Ishita's shoulders and said with a grin, "madam, aapne Raman ji ko bathaaya nahi humaare plans ke baare mein, huh?"

Raman alternated his glance at both wondering what was cooking behind him. Ishita stammered a bit as she hadn't given much thought into it. Shravan explained seeing Ishita's hesitation,"Actually humaare ek group hai...dance, drama, music sab hai...yahaan ke sab youngsters hai ussme...Weekends pe bohat saare events hote hai...Aap toh jaante hi ho ke Ishita is a good dancer...So, ab se saare events mein, I would like her to be my dance partner...It will be a good time pass for her too...I mean routine zindagi se kuch alag...aap baat samajh rahe ho, right?"

Shravan was saying it to Raman but his eyes were directed towards Ishita to guage her thoughts about it. Shravan's focus on her annoyed Raman more! Raman gave a false smile cursing under his breath, "haan haan...kiska time pass hoga yeh toh samajh hi raha hoom...mere biwi ko mere naak ke neeche pataana chahta hai...isse toh main..."

His thoughts ceased there and he looked at Ishita, "aur yeh bevakoof aurat...dimaag khaali pada hai...isske saath itni baatein karne ki zaroorat kya hai?"

He snapped short when his anger grew beyond control, "Beta...filaal humein ghar jaana hai...Humaari beti wait kar rahi hogi...So inn sab ke baare mein aaraam se sochenge..."

He didn't wait for Shravan's response but just grabbed Ishita's wrist and walked away from there. Ishita exactly knew what was going on in Raman's mind.

He left her hand only after entering the Bhalla house. The entire family was there around the dinner table. So there was not much Ishita could do or react to Raman's hasty gesture of dragging her along like that.

They just joined the family and finish the dinner but their eyes often met furiously. Ishita's eyes were accusing and lecturing him which Raman could read clearly. He knew that he was in for some loud lectures from her.

Later that night, Ishita walked into their room to take her night clothes. She was still in her ghagra choli which she had worn for the dance. Raman stood ready with his firing round but the moment she stepped in, he felt tongue tied or perhaps his "Why should I bother? Let her do what ever she wants" attitude tied him down but his thoughts were well evident in the way he looked at her. As she took her clothes from the ward robe, she enquired casually, "Raman, aapne mere dance ke baare mein kuch kaha nahi...how was it?"

"Bohat accha...different tha..."

Ishita was impressed by his praise and couldn't sense his sarcasm till he threw the bomb eventually, "Ishita aunty bani Radha...Unique tha yaar...really!"

She frowned and looked at him who had started laughing uncontrollably as if he was visualizing some joke. She sniffed as if smelling something and replied, "Kahi kuch jal raha hai...boo aa rahi hai! khud dance nahi kar sakthe toh.."

He snapped her short, "Main kyun jalunga? Mujhe koyi shauq vauq nahi hai"

She nodded in a mocking manner, "Haan woh bhi sahi hai...dance karne keliye thodi bohat lively aur sweet hona chahiye jo aap nahi ho...khadoos akdu log ke bas ki baat nahi! Uss Shravan se kuch seekho aap...kitna sweet aur lively hai..."

"haan kuch zyaadha hi sweet hai woh ladka! But beware haan, zyaadha sweet hua toh tumhe diabetes hoga"

She mocked a funny face and replied, "nahi hoga diabetes...kyun ki aap jo ho compensate karne keliye...Khadwe Bhalla!"

She looked at him with a mocking grin when he shot back, "Tum bhi kitne besharm ho yaar...kam umar ladke ke saath dance..."

She smiled and replied, "kya karein? apne umar ke ladke ko dance vance mein interest nahi na"

"toh mana kar lethi...matak matak ke usske saath dance karne ki zaroorat kya thi?"

Raman's scowling question only made Ishita laugh and she replied, "Commitment naam ki bhi koyi cheez hoti hai...How could I backout?"

He was quick to shoot back, "Commitment ki baat thi ya yun kaho ke tumhe uss ladke ke saath dance karne mein maza aaya!"

She coughed out at that and chuckled, "kya??? Kuch bhi?? Waise maza toh aaya...I said na I love to dance!"

He didn't reply but inwardly was fuming in anger. She went on, "But aap itna kyun pooch rahe ho? Aapko kya farq padtha hai? Waise bhi, aap hi ne kaha tha ke aapko koyi problem nahi hai...remember?"

He was about to blurt out his secret plan and his confusion about Shravan being the kid Shravan in an impulse but he stopped himself and voiced instead,

"Mujhe koyi farq nahi padtha...do whatever you want to...Bas mujhe koyi lecture matth sunaana...Let me sleep in peace"

His fake answer irked her. She wasn't going to leave it now. "Maine koyi lecture vecture nahi sunaaya...yeh jagda aapne shuru kiya tha Raman..."

He turned to her angrily, "Maine kaha na, koyi lecture nahi...mujhse behas karne ka nateeja tum dekh hi chuke ho...how dare you repeat it?"

It was not just his anger for her but also a mask he was trying to wear to hide his real feelings. He didn't want to show to her that he was indeed jealous and insecure. He didn't want her to know that her dancing with another guy indeed made a huge difference to him. SO he was merely putting up a false facade of anger before her.

By then, he was just inches away from her while she trembled at the thought of his lips harsh on hers. The memories of the kiss and the bite filled her up and she was tensing up. More than the pain he gave her, it was the pleasure and the invoked sensations he caused inside her that shuddered and scared her more. How will she ever keep herself leashed if he did that again? How could she shamelessly surrender before her wanting desires?

She stepped back with every step he took, but he was undettered by her backing away and inched closer to her.

Soon, she felt a restraint behind her and couldn't step back further. She realized that she was at the foot of his bed. He didn't think further but just clutched her arms tightly and his fingers dug into her upper arm hurting her mercilessly. He was indeed venting out all his bottled up anger and insecurity he felt in their incomplete relationship.

She yelped, "Raman...chodo mujhe...you are hurting me..."

"Maine tumhe ek baar warn kiya tha Ishita...I told you not to mess with me but tumne unsuna kar diya...ab usske saza toh milegi hi...Ab main tumhe Raman Kumar Bhalla ka biwi banne ka ehsaas dilaavunga!"

She pleaded to leave her but his anger filled eyes was blind to everything. He grabbed her closer to him and their faces were just an inch apart. Their eyes locked with each other.

His angry eyes ignored the pleading in hers. Her pleading was again a false pretense because somewhere deep inside, even she was in love with the rights he took on her as her husband.

After a brief silence and stillness, he did something quite unexpected. He pushed her violently onto his bed. That broke the moment and the bed too. The bed broke into 2 parts plunging to the floor and she shrieked loudly as she fell, "AIYOOO AMMAA"

She was groaning and tossing in pain while he stood shocked at what happened, "how did my bed break? Was it my strong push? Or is it because of this moti madrasan?"

[To be continued]

so how was it? pls do reply...I am twisting the bed breaking scene like this...😉😆Hope I will be able to write something which would entertain and interest u ppl!

Note: I know Raman being rude here was OTT but that was added just for showing his jealousy and anger. He was trying to hide his thoughts with his anger. Even if the bed didnt break, he wouldnt have forced himself on her. He respects her and would take it forward only if she is willing to.

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