Karvachauth (as per show) special đ
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Nothing is Hotter than a Romantic Man!
OS
Raman Bhalla a name that was associated with many adjectives- rich, arrogant, snobbish, uptight, insensitive and insolent and even a drunkard, who would have thought that a day would come when she would listen to her young cousin about how Romantic her husband was!
A man with whom she walked in a relationship for a selfish personal gain, would affect her in such a way, a mere thought of him being romantic with his ex- was too much to bear, however, when he gave her that "Kuch-Kuch" moment, she could easily figure out that, that moment was just a trailer of what he actually was with his first wife. No wonder why Shagun was still desperate to join her name, time and again with him, why she wanted to be associated with him, after all, the feelings he stirred in her that night, was just a fraction of what Shagun must have experienced being with him, especially when she was the first woman he ever loved.
The way she had told her romantic moments with him dreamily had proven everything and what had not, her blush did!
She sighed as she sat on one of the cemented blocks on terrace waiting for her "Chand" to appear, even after strict order and constant nagging of her husband and her daughter, she had succeeded in keeping the fast and she was very very excited, it wasn't the first time though, previously also she had kept an alike fast for him, but this was so official, and she was loving this feeling of being associated with him officially through this fast.
What was happening to her, was she being a desperado, why was she acting so silly when she knew that this marriage was just for Ruhi's sake, or is it too much of a lousy statement now, as with recent events she could clearly make out that, that clause was long lost in tow with the feeling of mutual hatred. She smiled at her childish behavior of faking the nonchalance, she deep down knew that now nothing was, as it once was. They even had there "Kuch-Kuch" moment now, what more is left for it to sink in, the fact that now they have long ago, unknowingly have started a journey towards a new future, their future!
She smiled, and looked at her henna adorned palms, they were dark, and then a comment of her little cousin ran down her memory, "Dekho na, akka ki mehndi kitni dark hai... Akka, ab maan bhi jaiyye, Jiju loves you so much!!", she blushed, thinking about her teasing, only if she could say that Mihika didn't knew better, but the truth was that she knew, and with recent events in a tow no one was there, whom she could convince that he didn't. Was he really in love with her? Or was it just the care he did because she was Ruhi's IshiMaa? But who gives up their president post like that for someone just like that, it was after all the resultant of his day and night toil of past six years! Was she that important for him?
She could never understand this man, he shows his love and care like he was waging a war, everything was too unpredictable with him, actually with them, she thought with a smile. They were truly made for each other, both were boxes full of surprises, Raman ne sahi hi kaha tha, shayad isiliye humari life mein koi aur tik nahi paya zada din, it was destiny, but why it had to take so long, why couldn't she be his first?' she looked up towards the sky like she was complaining to god.
Just as she was indulged in deep thought, she heard a shuffling of shoes behind her, and she recognized the pattern of walk without turning away, and a soft smile graced her pouty pink lips.
"So Jhansi ki Rani ne ek baar phir talwar nikal li... tumhe ek baar mein samajh nahi aata na? Kaha tha maine, that you should not fast, Abhi abhi bimari se uthi ho... shakal dekhi hai apni? Agar mummy ne phone nahi kiya hota toh abhi aur ek ghanta lagta mujhe... tumse kitni baar kaha hai ke dimag nahi hai toh usse use karne ka koi faida nahi hai... jo kaha jaye karo... but manmaani karna toh Madam ki oxygen hai... meri baat maan leti toh Jhansi ki Rani ka sir nahi jhuk jata..." he babbled in annoyance.
"Raman..." she pleaded
"Kamaal karti ho yaar... yaad nahi hai tumhe doctor ne kya kaha tha... ya bass meri baat na maan ne ke liye ye sab karti ho...?" he was angry, and was feeling hurt that because of him she had to keep the fast whole day, especially when she was not well.
"Raman... I am fine... look at me... you don't know, no body let me do even a single work, I was on the bed the whole day, I didn't even move a single limb... sachhi..." She looked at him sweetly, while he tried to keep up an angry face.
"Come on na Raman, I am really hungry... jaldi se pooja kar lete hain..." she looked at him with a smile, and took the aarti thaal and after all the rituals, he made her drink water and placed a small piece of barfi in her mouth. While all the while, she could feel thrill with his presence and so near her too.
"Ab Chale ya aise hi ghoorti raho gi?" he said, as she did a little but stare at him, while he waited for her to move. She nodded with a shy smile and followed him.
Soon everyone collected in living room, after the meal, and dispersed in sometime, while Ishita and Mihika and Simmi, remained in kitchen for little cleaning. However, all Ishita, all the way doing was to stare at her husband, like he was an alien, noticing every feature that she was unacquainted with, the way he talked, the way he smiled, the way his dimple deepened with his quirky but shy side-smile, and the way he argued when pointing out his points. He was not extraordinarily handsome, or charming, but he was attractive in his own way, he had satanic pull in his personality, his way of everything had all the while, till now attracted her and repulsed her at the same time. She wanted to go away, but was pulled towards him instead, the each time she tried.
She didn't knew when the man in her conscious thinking, came towards her and stood infront of her, and whispered, making her shiver at the sudden proximity, "I am noticing you for a while now... what are you upto Ishita? You have been looking at me practically whole evening... I know I am hot, but that doesn't mean that you can watch me, as per your will and like that too! Kuch toh Sharam karo, sabke saamne aise... sab kya sochenge... itni desperateness bhi kiss kaam ki...?" he said naughtily grinning. And then leaned towards her and picked the bottle kept behind her on the slab making her arc back involuntarily, so to avoid any physical contact with him. While he turned on his heels with a side smile, showing off his dimple, and unconsciously making her blush the darkest shade of red, and walked off towards their room.
While her erratic heartbeats did little but to increase her breathing and few beads formed on her forehead, while Mihika tapped on her shoulder to bring her back from the dreamy world.
"Akka... aap theek hai na?" and the Ishita turned towards her and nodded slightly, "Oh My God! Akka! You are blushing!!! Itna blush kis liye? Jiju ne compliment diya kya?" Mihika asked excitedly.
"Mihika... Kuch bhi..." Ishita took a deep breath to control herself and said casually, "you know him... woh Raavan Kumar hai... do you expect him to compliment and that too to me?"
"Come on Akka... mere dono Jijus world mein best hain... mere buddhu ki tarah nahi... bas kaam kaam aur kaam aur romance haraam!" Mihika complained looking at Mihir who was busy in arguing with Romi, if England would win or S. Africa.
It was after, an hour when she entered their room, she saw him working on his Mac with dead concentration, the lines of seriousness never attracted her this much as they were doing now, only if she could just walk to him and caress his forehead and run a hand down his straight shoulders. She could feel tickle in her stomach, as the thought sank in. Shayad sachh much mujhe Raman se Pyaar ho gaya hai..." she thought and looked at him with a shy smile of realization. And went towards her bed, her couch and sat down, while she was just going to lie down, he looked up and said casually, "Ishita... yahan aana ek min..."
She got up, and looked at him questionably and said, "Kya hua Raman?"
"Jitna kahunga, utna na karne ki kasam khayi hai tumne? Ke kabhi koi baat seedhe -seedhe nahi manogi?" he said irritated.
"Mai toh bass avayi... achha batao kya hai..." she walked upto where he was sitting on bed and asked, standing near him.
Then he took her hand in his and pulled her down, and motioned her to sit beside him, and then pulled a red velvet box from behind his pillow and forwarded it towards her and said, "ye tumhare liye... woh... Karva-chauth ka gift... tumhara first tha... toh maine socha ki..." he left his sentence half finished and looked anywhere but at her, while she looked at him in awe, she was so touched that he thought about her, that he cared, he took everything so seriously which were related to her. Not one man brought anything for their wife's today, but he did!
"Should I open it now?" she asked with a shy smile. To which he nodded and never once took his eyes off her, while she opened the box.
As she opened the box, her eyes filled with amazement, as she delicately took out the a gold chain from box, and looked at it intently, it was beautiful, but at the same time little different from chains usually worn, little longer, but what amazed her to no end were the little emerald stones that were making it more unique, which were fixed in the chain, dangling from the one end to the other. And then she looked at his face which was crossed with anticipation, with the brightest of smile and immediately stood up and went to the mirror to wear it, pulling her long silky hair to one side, that was when she felt his presence behind her, holding her hand that was half way towards her neck.
"It's not worn in neck Ishita... It's a waist chain..." he said in a husky and with that, without waiting for her response, took the chain from her surprised or must he say, shocked self and while standing at same place, ie. behind her, removed the sari pallu from her waist, slightly brushing of his fingers to her soft satin skin of waist, while his chin on her shoulder, and his stubble-d cheeks grazing against her soft ones, he place the metal cold chain on her waist, while she shivered, involuntarily, and he heard her breath hitch, and then he, bringing his hand back, clasped it while brushing his fingers all way long her skin.
And again, while taking a step back, so that now no part of her touched him, said huskily, "You know, you can breathe.", and he stood there with his hands deep in pocket of his tracks, while his eyes fixed on her face, that was going scarlet, and the reason was known to him.
Then he said again, "Actually, you gifted me a wrist chain, so I thought, that I should gift you this... you didn't like it? If you want we can exchange it..." he said, as she said nothing about it.
While all she could do was to look down, she couldn't breathe, it was too much, way too much for her to handle, his proximity, his touch, his breath and his scent, everything was driving her crazy, and without saying anything she ran outside, while he stood there, smiling and shaking his head knowing full well that she was as affected as he was!
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