||LIVE, FIGHT AND LOVE|| Thread Two! xD LESSONS ON VIGILANCE! Updt! :D - Page 9

PREETI : OK. I have done the unforgivable. And I expect EVERY type of gaali you want to shower me with :(
Lots happened in these days and I surpassed a writers block(successfully or unsuccessfully , is for you to decide).
I AM SO VERY SORRY .
I know this is irresponsible of me to just deny writing.
I hope Sonali doesn't DISOWN ME ! :P *fingers crossed*
Without more delay.
Here's your update.

one more thing, this update is for the cutest rinu :* (reminiscence) .

ok , we had promised this as her birthday gift , but duh. 😛

hapyyy EXTREMELY BELATED BIRTHDAY!!!! LOVE <3

-- SONALI N PREETI <3 (hope you like this) :*

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||LESSONS ON VIGILANCE||

"Hahaha..Hahaha.. Randhir did you hear that ? Saif is sooo funny.",she giggled banging the remote on the couch repeatedly with excitement.

"I don't know why he is married to Kareena.He should have married me instead.",she ,ceaselessly chattering since over half an hour.

And now Randhir had had enough.Just enough.

He was in the kitchen for the past 45 minutes trying to cook his girlfriend dinner.Wiping away his sobs while chopping onions and listening to Sanyukta jibber-jabber and laugh over some stupid slapstick comedy movie running on TV wasn't obviously the best combination in the world.

"Sanyukta ! Will you just shut the f*** up for like 5 minutes please ? I am trying to work here.THAT TOO FOR YOU !!!!" , losing his calm.

"And whose fault is that now." , she replied with arrogance and turned her head back to the TV.

"Hahaha..hahahaha" , she continued for the next 15 minutes without bothering about

Randhir who was struggling to even turn on the gas stove.

"SANYUKTA ! I can't do this f***ing shit anymore. I have been working my f***ing ass off since hours doing your laundry, washing the dishes , cooking this silly noodles and it looks like a f***ing intestine of some f***ing animal.And you are just sitting there like a couch potato watching your f***king Saif and laughing at his f***king bullshit dialogues." ,he was out of breath now after that outburst.

"Randhir ! Don't shout like this." , reprimanding him."And stop using that word so much.You are making me hate it.It is like my favourite word and now you are ruining it.Thanks a lot."

"Sanyukta ! There is nothing more I have to do now and there is nothing more you can make me do.Done for the day." , pointing his finger at her.

**BEEEPP BEEEPP** (the washing machine screamed)

"Hahahaha !!! You spoke too soon Shekhawat.You have to dry the clothes now."

Randhir wanted to cry.He wanted to jump out of the window.He wanted to strangle Sanyukta.

He wanted to shoot himself.He wanted to burn the house down.All at the same time.
As he proceeded towards the washing machine Sanyukta stopped him,"I don't know if you realized but the food is on fire." ,

glued to the TV and not even turning back.
"F**********************************************K" , his scream reverberating on the entire floor.

"Hey after you are done with that could you like get me a glass of water.I'm parched .And also..."

"Shut up! Just Shut Up ! I quit.I definitely quit." , throwing away his apron.

"But..But you promised.", she spoke softly.

"To hell with your promise..." , and walked away to his room.

FLASHBACK :

"Randhir.We are sleeping with the lights on tonight.Alright?" , as she walked into their apartment clutching his arm tightly.They had just returned home watching this century's scariest movie.

During the movie Randhir didn't budge an inch while Sanyukta was hiding her face inside Randhir's chest during the horrifying scenes.And as usual he held her protectively around him the whole time.

"Go change now.Don't get scared in your own house now Sanyukta.I am right here." , pushing her to her room.

"I guess you are right.Stay here only haan.", and she walked away reluctantly.

Randhir being Randhir as usual had his master-plan to prank Sanyukta plotted during their ride home.He slowly tip-toed and went to the main electric switch board and turned off all the lights.

"RAAANNNDDDHHHIIIRRR"

He heard her approaching faster than a lightning bolt.She was scared,frightened to a level that was unimaginable. She had to find Randhir even in that darkness. She had to jump onto him,hug him and hide herself in his arms.He was the only one who knew how to handle her in such situations.She had to be saved from the ghosts in her mirror,or the spirits hiding under her bed.He was her warrior.Her savior.

Alas!

That couldn't happen.As she sprinted across the hall trying to find him she tumbled down hitting the floor hard and you could literally hear the sound of her bones dislocate themselves in her left arm.

"Randhirrr ..." , she cried.

As soon as Randhir heard her,he ran like a mad man from his hiding place from where he was mischievously observing her previously.

"Sanyukta ! Oh my god.I am so so so sorry.It was just a prank.I am so sorry Sanyu.Are you okay?" , he cried along with her holding her face.

And with that he received a tight and visible imprint of Sanyukta's fingers on his face.

"Do I look okay ??? Do I Randhir???? Take me to the hospital!!!"

"Okay ! Yes. I will do that. Oh my GOD.I'll do anything.Sorry Sanyu." , grabbing a glass of water for her.

Suddenly a bulb lit up in Sanyukta's head,"Anything?"

"Yes! I'd do anything for you.Omg ! I love you." , kissing her fractured hand.

"Well then..."

And yes.That's how it all started.What could be a better way for making Randhir repent for what he has done.

FLASHBACK ENDS

"To hell with your promise Sanyukta.I know I agreed to your terms and conditions which was to work and do household chores all day for you.And that is because you were hurt .I know I haven't been doing such a great job but at least I am trying.And I am not hearing a single word of appreciation here.You are just glued to your stupid TV.How could you be so insensitive Sanyukta?" , he let it out.

He didn't realize that while he was venting it all out tears were brimming and almost making their way out from Sanyukta's eyes.And when he noticed that he just melted.Like he always does.

Seeing Sanyukta upset even when she was at fault also was not something Randhir could tolerate.

"Oh god you silly girl!" , walking towards the couch and sitting next to her.

"I suck! Don't I", wiping her tears.

"No you don't.I am sorry.I shouldn't have said that.Okay ? I take my words back.I'll still do anything you say." , tucking her hair behind ears.

He slowly went closer and kissed her slowly adjusting himself in such a way so that he doesn't hurt her fractured hand.After making out for sometime she pulled away slightly.

"Randhir?"

"Hmm..?" , pecking her lips again.

"You still didn't get me that glass of water I asked you to." , she innocently spoke.
It's not over yet Randhir.It's not over yet.

And he frowned.

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Randhir was dead tired.
He , for once, wished to be hospitalized.
He wanted a glucose drip.

Never ever had he felt so frustrated, irritated , pathetic and helpless , all at the same time.

The amount of work he did was not really like so much.
But for a person used to sitting in a centralized AC office the whole day and used to of hearing extreme words of appreciation, this work seemed next to ploughing the farm on a sunny day.

Not surprisingly , he blacked out with the iron switched ON , on sanyukta's saree , like a dead man.

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''RANDHIR!!!!"

he woke up with a jerk.
still in a trance , her tried to focus where he was.

"" THE HOUSE IS ON FIRE!!""
"RUN SANYUKTA! CALL THE FIRE BRIGADE"' he hyperventilated.

'" you big MORON!! " she lashed out.

he blinked out twice.

"you just burned my favorite SAREE!!"

It was the light blue one he had gifted her on her birthday.

HE LOOKED DOWN IN HORROR.

Immediately letting go of the iron, he just stared at sanyukta apologetically .

" you are just a useless person !"

''Listen Sanyukta , I am so-''

''DONT SAY SORRY!! I KNOW YOU DID THIS ON PURPOSE !!" she wasn't ready to listen.

He was flabbergasted.

''Wha-''

''Look what I do now!"

And before Randhir could register what was happening , or going to happen , she had already yanked open his cupboard , and took out his favorite white shirt , she teared it into two pieces using the scissor.

""WHAT THE f**k?!" he had lost his cool now.

"" tit for tat deary!" she smirked.

"" you know what sanyukta ?! YOU'RE A HEARTLESS , UNGRATEFUL WOMAN." he stood up throwing away the saree.

" i have been working like an ass since the morning , following your orders like a waiter, just because I LOVE YOU and i was guilty of my doing. But the way you're treating me! I AM NOT YOUR SERVANT!! "

" all this was your fault!! YOU BURNT MY SAREE TO TAKE REVENGE! " she retorted unabashed.

"WHA-?! not every one is like you! you know what ?! I AM DONE! DONE FOLLOWING YOUR ORDERS , DONE TAKING CARE OF YOU.
HELP YOURSELF. YOU DONT DESERVE TO BE TAKEN CARE OF.! I HATE YOU. YOU FRIGID SOUL."

Saying this , he stormed out of the room , throwing away the apron.

" I HATE YOU MORE! AND I DONT EVEN NEED YOUR HELP, USELESS ASS!!" she shouted on his back.

*******

2 am -

he still hadn't returned.

She was worried deep down somewhere, but this time attitude had taken over her.
She had to show him, HE WAS WRONG.
He couldn't be right every time.
His over smartness was the root cause of her being stuck with a broken hand.

I am not bothered about him.

She drifted off to sleep.

**********

He hated fighting with her.
But she had crossed her limit of acting so insensitive.
She was purposefully torchuring him.

Whatever! I dont care. go to hell!

saying so he crept in her room.

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Immense pain was the reason she woke up with a jerk.
She realised she was sleeping on her left side.

She immediately straightened up and stared at the ceiling , groaning in pain.

Usually this never happened with her because Randhir always used to take care of her , see that she slept comfortably even in the middle of the night.

He used to wake up number of times to just assure that she was sleeping comfortably.

That was one reason why he was cranky the whole day , due to lack of sleep.

But he never used to complain.

And at present , he was not here.

She managed to sit straight and realised that she was sapless.
Water.
She needed water.

She sat up straight and switched on the lights.
The plaster was giving her enormous pain.

She was mentally preparing herself to pave her way to the kitchen when her eyes fell on her side table.

There lay a bottle of water and some opiates.

A note attached read -

Take the tablet and don't try to act over smart.

A sob escaped her mouth and she sat up weeping the whole night.

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Morning crept up.

Sanyukta woke up to disappointment , guilt and physical pain.

She checked her cell and saw no new messages.

Where was he?

She had to go out there and apologise.
But first , she had to bath.

She rummaged through her cupboard and decided to wear his favorite saree on her.

Now came the toughest part.

Usually, he helped her get out of her clothes.
But ..

She groaned again and started wrestling with her kurti.

Today she would order his favourite pizza and feed him with her own hands and apologise for her curt behaviour.

But first , this kurti had to be discarded.

After enough wrestling , she decided to tear it off like she teared up his shirt.

Another pang of guilt.

She would again buy him the exact shirt.

She took the sissor and was about to knife out the cloth when she felt a strong pair of hands close upon her and her breath stopped.

It had been days she had even hugged him properly.

His scent soothed her senses and she felt home immediately.

He turned her around , to examine her face.
Her eyes were red and swollen and her nose was strawberry red.

Exactly , she had been crying the whole night.

His features softned.
This wasn't what he wanted.

Without saying a word , he turned her back and opened her zip,
He bent forward and pressed a light kiss on her shoulder.

Her palms clutched into fists.
It had been so much time she had felt him .

There was a noticeable amount of awkwardness in the air.
Pain mixed with longing , a dangerous dish.

Both were not sure of how the other would react.

He twisted her again and avoided eye contact.
Slowly , he peeled of her kurti , taking care of not hurting her .

After disposing it , he knelt down.

Pressing a chaste kiss on her navel, he pulled the elastic of her leggings.

She clutched onto his shoulder for support.

Gently , he peeled of her leggings and stood up.

He went behind her and unhooked her bracier , but didn't remove it.

He turned back , and started exiting when he felt her hand around his wrist , preventing him from leaving.

He turned back slowly , not sure of anything.

'' I - my hand is hurting me .. Randhir.'' She spoke so softly , her voice cracked.

His eyes reflected her pain.

He picked her up softly and moved towards the bath.

Keeping her down , he switched on the shower.

He faced her and gazed deep in her eyes.
It held guilt.

He removed her bracier , made her face the wall.

He took some shower gel and a sea sponge and started massaging her back.

She closed her eyes in pleasure.
He worshiped her body , taking extra time in her sweet places , making her moan his name.

He took some shampoo and massaged her long tresses, which made it smell like moringa.

He took hold of her towel and wrapped it around her.

When she looked at him , she saw some foam on his hair.
She raised her hand to wipe it off , when he jerked back.

''Randhir , i-''

'' let's get you dressed. I have to bath myself'' he replied curtly.

''But- ''

'' OK fine . get dressed yourself , I am going.''

''OK'' she replied dejectedly.

''But how will you-''

She rushed forward and planted herself in his arms and conveniently pressed her lips on his.

They were kissing after 30 hours.

His hands immediately moved to her waist , hauling her tightly against himself.

She gasped as his tongue tormented her expertly.
She veiled her right hand around his neck and into his hair, clutching them for dear life.

Their lips moved in a perfect sync.

His kiss became aggressive , hands started roaming around ,

Sanyukta surrendered.
Only to him , to his man.

Out of breath , he left her lips and assaulted her neck with hot damp kisses.

Involuntarily , his hands pressed against her plaster and she whined in pain.

He snapped out of his trance and immediately let go of her with a jerk , she stumbled three steps back.

He raked a hand in his hair in frustration.

''I am so sorry''

She ran to him and hugged him tight.

''Sanyukta !" His hands made their way to her hair , like it was a habit.

''I am sorry Randhir.'' She muffled against his chest.

''Shh...''

''I really am. I am so sorry. I always misunderstand you. I - please don't hate me , okay? ''

''Sanyukta! You know I can never hate you.''

''I love you ''

''I love you too , mera chota baby.taking care of you is like my favourite hobby'' he chuckled.

She hit him hard on his chest , groaning in response as it hurt her the most.

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||E.E||

''What are you searching for ?!?" He enquired.

She looked at him from behind her lappy.

''Uh - nothing much''

She shut it down awkwardly.

His brow furrowed.

Randhir snatched her laptop and browsed through her history.

Her recent search showed

''HOW TO MAKE LOVE WITH A BROKEN HAND''

Randhir glared at her and burst out into a melodic laughter.

Her cheeks turned crimson and she looked everywhere except him.

''Sanyukta! You're so cute! '' he muffled between his fits of laughter.

''Shut up'' she murmured.

He yanked her up and bellowed.

''Let me give you a live demonstration'' and saying this he pressed his lips to hers , drinking away her chortle.

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