Hello YHMians, back with a new OS based on the precap! Hope u like it..thoda lamba hai...i hope u dont get bored!
Not proof read...so pls do excuse errors.!
Dedicated to Nikki and her K mansion!...especially KK!š¤
Thanks to all my readers for all the support so far which has motivated to write so much!
I want to clear something...Mani is actually a side character for me...everyone except ISHRA fade away while I write stories...and here I have tried to reason out why Raman behaved in such a manner...I have tried to write based on my understanding on Raman's transformation all through the journey of the show!
Although Mani had triggered off the track of Raman wanting to kiss her to prove that he was a good husband, I want him to kiss her, or for that matter do anything to impress her or get into her good books just for them, Nobody should matter to him! I want all his transformation for them and not for show off or proving things to anyone.! ā¤ļø Thats the matured love story I like to see between ISHRA!
And the kiss needs to be a turning point and a progress in their relationship...usi wish se yeh OS likha hai āŗļø
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So here it is...Mujhe Teri Zaoorat Hai
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Raman was walking up and down the length of the terrace. It was after a really long time that he came there in the need for some lone time to calm down his anger. Yes he was angry. Though it was directed at her and of course Mani for being the reason of her indifference towards him, he knew that the real reason was he himself. Mani had indeed interfered into his personal life. Mani had poked into his married life which was quite unacceptable. He had to put an end to this somehow!
Raman's POV: He has no right over us, over my life, over my wife. Who the hell is he to tell me that I failed in my relationship? And that I wasn't a good husband? How can he tell that I am selfish?
Raman was boiling with the angry questions but at the same time, deep inside, he also felt a prick, a guilty feeling over which he had no control. It wasn't due to Mani or the accusations he raised. It was due to his own conscious efforts. Seeing her on the ICU bed, motionless, and without a clue of when she would get up had literally freak out. "What if something happens to her?" He had died a thousand times in those few hours. He missed his Jhansi ki rani, he had pleaded her to get up and fight with him, give him lectures. The Raman Kumar Bhalla, CEO of the year who believed that he had zero emotions inside him, who believed that only foolish, brainless people fall in love sat there totally shattered and broken at the mere thought of losing his wife. He no longer could deny, atleast to himself that she was the most important, most special person in his life. He wouldn't be able to survive without her. He needed her.
And that realization was just beginning to sink in when Mani had on the fly tried to show him a mirror of what their married life had been so far. Mani had surely crossed his limits as a friend. He wanted to thrash him and show him his place. Mani knew nothing of what they shared but even then Raman's mind sat thinking or rather was confused if it was Ishita's words that Mani was speaking. Though he knew his Jhansi ki rani really well and also knew that she would never complain about it, the weak vulnerable state he was in made him think otherwise. He was weak, broken and now insecure as well. All his logical thinking flew out of the window the moment he felt perhaps Mani would snatch her away from him. He wanted to keep Mani away from her or rather get her so close to him that there was no space for any Mani in their life. From then on, it was a competition of sorts. He didn't know who he was competing with, was it Mani or no, it was with the stubborn headed, stone hearted, insensitive side of Raman Kumar Bhalla.
Shagun ditching him for Ashok had made the soft, most sensitive and loving Raman into what he was today, rough, tough and with a sharp tongue which hurled taunts without a second thought. But now, he was ready to change himself, just for his Jhansi ki rani!
He realized that to win Ishita, he had to do something drastic. In those moments of desperation, the only thought was to prove that he was a perfect husband, the most perfect life partner to Ishita. The desperation, the insecurity made him crazy and also drove him to the point of being ridiculous and silly. He lined up what he did for Ishita and her family as his brownie points though he himself knew that it was outright childish to do that. That was a desperate effort from a husband to tell the world that he wasn't selfish. No he wasn't selfish but it was just that they started on a note where things just fell into the groove where they were struck right now. They weren't able to come out of that 'Just for Ruhi' groove into the husband and wife mode. But he now wished to get over that, he really wanted to but how? That was a question which tormented him endlessly.
He chose to let his prior experience as a loving husband to rest because he had started feeling inferior or was pushed to believe that he wasnt good enough when Shagun left him. Deep inside, unaware of himself, he started believing that she left him because there was something amiss in him. Perhaps he had failed as a husband to keep her happy. Yes in her case, it was just a matter of money but Raman couldn't contemplate why his sincere undying love and care hadn't won over Shagun's greed for money. Why did he fail? Where did he falter?
The strong walls were broken and the simple Raman who lay underneath surfaced back. Mani's words that he failed as a husband struck chord with the same thought somewhere deep inside. So he decided to start afresh and he even sought help in google to fit into the perfect husband category. Yes he knew it was quite silly but he had no other way to find out what would make Ishita happy and stick on in this marriage. Money was never her concern and he knew it. So what more should he do?
The physical intimacy that normally exists between a husband and wife was something that he and Ishita had acted as if taboo to them right from day 1. They strictly maintained that their marriage was just for Ruhi and nothing else. Though things were quite different now and they also felt attracted to each other, none showed it explicitly. It was as if they couldn't cross over the line of control and a rule book of dos and donts ruled over the relationship. It seemed like a double edged sword hanging over their relationship that pulled them both back into their shells. A fear of what the other would think if I tried to get close always lingered in both their minds.
The passionate accidental encounter beneath the shower and the sensual dance which gave them the first kuch kuch hota hai moment were brushed aside conveniently mainly due to their reluctance to accept that yes, we are attracted to each other and want to pursue this relationship further, and want to take the next big step in their marriage. Everything boiled down to their broken hearts from the past relationship and their stubborn reluctance to believe that they had fallen hard for each other and were in love once again in life. Life and love had given them a second chance but both were acting blind to it.
Raman snapped out of his thoughts when his mind hit upon the idea that Google had given him. "Kiss her"
He had reacted absurdly when he read it first. He felt it as vulgar though in the deepest of mind, he knew that there was nothing vulgar when it was for his wife. They could share a kiss and much more. Any intimacy was pure when between a husband and wife!
Perhaps he was in a short of words to tell her what he felt for her and wondered if a kiss would show her what he had in his heart. So he decided that kissing her was the ultimate way of tell her his love.
He practiced and practiced like a guy in first love rehearses his love confession, just to ensure that he doesn't mess up or let his plans foil. Even his family assumed him to have gone crazy. His little brother gave him advises to kiss his Bhabhi making him.
His panicky crazy state and the fear of how she would react made him falter and he ended up kissing the nurse. He had to do a complete brain wash of the nurse to calm her down and stop her from complaining but she didn't leave without narrating it to Ishita.
He thought that his wife would understand what he was up to but obviously she didn't. And so, here she was happily, sharing her husband's crazy act to the family and also assuming that he kissed the nurse because he found her cute. How nave can she get! She was laughing it all away like a big fat joke before the enire family and most importantly before Mani who had accused him of not being a good husband. Well now he had more reasons! Raman seethed in anger when Romi had given him a sly smile which also meant, "kya bhai? Aap ek simple sa kiss bhi nahi de paaye?"
He felt like smacking his brother but then his anger was distracted instantly.
Why didn't it even occur to her that the kiss could have been for her and had by mistake ended up to the nurse? Why was she indifferent to his feelings? Was she so insensitive?
Those questions brought the reply instantly. She wasn't insensitive. He had made her immune to all his feelings. He had given her a notion that he was least interested in her or making her his wife. He had made her believe that she wasn't attractive. He had thrust upon her the idea that she was fat and that he could never be lured to her. He had taunted her a lot of times of her trying to seduce him and also insulted her that he could never even think of getting intimate with her.
Then how could he now all of a sudden expect her to start reciprocating to his changed emotions?
That thought was an eye opener of sorts. His anger mellowed down. He calmed down his inner senses but his decision to show her what his emotions were only got stronger. He had to make her realize that kissing the nurse was a slip on his part and his real target was her, his wife! Now it wasn't any Mani who mattered neither was it any website's advice but him, Raman Kumar Bhalla, Ishita's husband who ruled his thoughts and dictated things to him. Everything else, everyone else faded into oblivion never to return!
"Ek baar fail hogaya toh kya hua? She is your wife and you can kiss her any time"
His mind instructed him to go ahead and do it.
It was quite late and he was sure that the family would have left his room by now. He walked back confident enough but the teasing looks from the family as he walked into the house weakened him a bit. Without looking at them, he walked in muttering, "Khaafi tak gaya hoom...Good night!"
The next he did was enter their room and close the door. By then she had changed to her night clothes and was preparing to sleep. She was spreading out her bedsheet on the couch.
He silently observed her activities though inwardly he was furious that even in her sick state, she was being so formal and had left the bed for him. Did she assume him to be so insensitive and uncaring?
She smiled at him, "aap aagaye..."
He didn't respond but just took his night clothes to change. She walked out of the room to the restroom shutting the door behind her.
A few minutes later, she came in to find him putting back the bedsheet and her blanket on the bed.
"Raman, yeh aap kya kar rahe ho??"
He finished the task he started and walked to her while she went on rambling, "main wahaan couch pe comfortable hoom"
He was before her in 2 quick strides and replied, "Main insensitive hoom, rude hoom...but itna bhi nahi ke bimaar biwi ko couch pe sulaake, khud aaraam se bed pe so jaaum...You will sleep on the bed and that's final..."
She pointed to the couch, "but Raman...aapko apni bed free hi pasand hai na? so don't bother so much...I will sleep on the ..."
She pointed at the couch and the next moment she felt his lips on her cheeks. Her remaining words just dissolved inside her throat as he leaned over and kissed her without a word.
Her eyes lowered shyly realizing what he just did. His lips hesitantly left her skin and parted from her. He looked away from her for a brief moment before his gaze turned to see her, the effect of his kiss was evident on her. The crimson color that crept on her face told him that she didn't mind it. She wasn't angry. Her flushed expression and her lowered eye lashes told him she was feeling shy to face him but his eyes remained fixed on her. He had to tell her that there was nothing to get embarrassed about. So he wasn't the one to shy away from facing this situation. He had to let her know that this was just the beginning and there was more to come!
As the feeling of his first kiss sunk into her, she tried her best to compose her inner tremble and her thundering heart which threatened to pounce out any time. The erratic pounding heart beats blacked her out and she felt she had become deaf and dumb all of a sudden.
Feeling his warm gaze on her, she slowly looked up at him. A long moment passes in silence as their eyes meet. The tender look in their eyes said it all.
Questions, words, explanations, accusations...everything faded and nothing else seemed to have a meaning now! It was just them and their moments which they relished and could cherish for a lifetime together.
He was the first one to snap out, "Pasand na pasand sab kuch zaroorat ki isaab se hai Ishita...aur ab tum Ruhi se zyaada meri zaroorat ho...aur yeh zaroorat mujhe pasand hai!"
Ye dil tanha kyun rahe,
Kyun hum tukdo mein jeeyein
Ye dil tanha kyun rahe,
Kyun hum tukdo mein jeeyein
Kyun rooh meri, ye sahe
Main adhoora jee raha hoon
Har-dum ye keh raha hoon
Mujhe teri zaroorat hai
Mujhe teri zaroorat hai
Did he actually say that or was she imagining? She wasn't sure as the next she saw was his grinning face and he voiced with a naughty wink, "Acche pati hoom aur acche pati apne biwi ko aise hi good night wish karte hai!"
He took a deep long pause before he kissed her other cheek once more and whispered against her soft creamy skin, "Good Night meri Jhansi ki Rani!"
Without giving her a chance to react or respond, he walked to his side of the bed.
She stood dumbstruck and at a total loss of words.
A few moments later, he felt the movement on the other side of the bed. The lights went off and she, his wife had taken her place in their bed which rightfully belonged to her, just her!
It wasn't for Ruhi anymore but just for them. He closed his eyes to let sleep overpower him like she had done over his incomplete life. He felt peaceful and ecstatic as he knew that his incomplete life was complete now.
It was just a matter of time when they would both take their rightful places in each others arms and that day wasn't too far!
There was no space for any Mani or Shagun or for that matter any other person between them now!
Next morning, it was the feel of something soft and delicate on his forehead and a few drops of water on his face which woke him up. He wondered what it was. Was he dreaming or was he out in the mist?
He squint his eyes and looked up. Right before him, stood his Jhansi ki rani, in her totally divine and beautiful form, her wet hair tied in her towel, a few locks which escaped the knot in the towel dangling out. Water dripped from those loose locks and he realized where the water came from.
She voiced with a sweet smile, "Good morning!
She went on to add seeing his bewildered state, "Ek acche biwi apne pati ko aise hi utaate hai..."
She let those words sink into him before walking away. He sat up smiling and his fingers mindlessly went up to his forehead and he caressed the spot where she had just kissed.
Ye dil tanha kyun rahe,
Kyun hum tukdo mein jeeyein
Ye dil tanha kyun rahe,
Kyun hum tukdo mein jeeyein
Kyun rooh, meri, ye sahe
Main adhoora jee raha hoon
Har-dum ye keh raha hoon
Mujhe teri zaroorat hai
Mujhe teri zaroorat hai
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so how was it? pls do reply
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