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Hey friends, don't you think on this auspicious day, I should write a os on holi... Haha!! Chalo yaar, had fun enough from morning, how was your day guys? Don't forget to tell me...
Here, again I wrote a OS, please read and drop your comments..
ONE SHOT
|| Do Me A Favour Let's Play Holi ||
Ishita was pacing to and fro in her room, she was too much furious, she repeatedly checked the clock and turned her look at the door and suddenly she heard footsteps, she knew very well who it could be... Raman slowly walked in the room, but seeing her right there awake he stopped at the gate, he leaned to the door as he was drunk, Ishita furiously glared at him when Raman tried to stand steadily and gave a pleasant smile, he was going to approach to her but she didn't let him to do so, she went to her and slept on the bed covering with the duvet.
"Raman.. Beta!! Tomorrow she will play holi with your blood." He mumbled.
Next morning, Ishita woke up early morning and after taking a shower, she wished everyone. After that she went to downstairs where Community people arranged a holi celebration, actually the entire celebration arranged by Ishita Everyone was so excited from old people to kids, everyone was appreciating Ishita.
"Ishita puttar?" Mrs Bhalla called her.
"Yes mummyji? You need anything?"
"Puttar!! Where is Raman? Guests started arriving, I haven't seen him from morning. Yesterday he also dodn't attend the Holika Dahan puja.." She enquired.
"How could he attend when he himself busy in parties.." She mumbled angrily.
"Did you say something?" Mrs Bhalla asked.
"No. No mummyji.. Actually.."
"Actually mummy.. Let me say, Bhai is sleeping, he has a bad hangover, last time he came late and that too drunk!!" Simmi said with a chuckle.
Mrs Bhalla sighed, "Ishita puttar I understand.. You're angry on him, but it doesn't mean you stop talking with him, today is Holi, it's your first holi after your marriage, don't be angry on him, forgive him." Ishita smiled, "Mummyji he is still sleeping like Kumbhkaran, your son is such a sleepy head." She giggled.
"Now go and wake him up. It's already late." Ishita nodded.
_0_0_
Ishita walked in the room and found him sleeping so peacefully, she was looking so cute that she stared at him but suddenly she realized what she was doing and composed herself, "No no Ishita.. You are still angry on him, don't melt down so easily. His charm won't play this time, remind it." She took a deep breath and walked in and pulled down the blanket from his body.
"Ishita yaar. Let me sleep." He said irately. For a moment, he opened his eyes and found her standing with a frown, then his eyes lowered down to her body, she was wearing a white lahenga with pink dupatta, she was looking like a angle, his eyes shot opened.
"I will ask Neelu to give you Lemon water, have it and come down, guests has started coming." She said with a same frown and was going to leave when he caught her hand, "Ishita yaar.. I.."
"Don't you expect me to forgive you. It's our first holi together and you already ruined it so as a punishment, I will not play holi with you this year." She snapped.
"Oh really? But Madrasan, I will be the first person who will put color on your beautiful face." He smirked.
Ishita freed her hand from his grip and asked, "Is it a challenge Mr Raman Bhalla?"
"Yes."
"Then let's see!!" He winked, getting irritated by his calm behavior, she left the room but a small smile was visible on her face.
_0_0_
Ishita was attending the guests when she found Raman was climbing down the stairs wearing a white kurta with jeans, his hair was little spiked with the gel and he was looking damn handsome, she couldn't remove her eyes from him and that was noticed by him, he wished everyone and then stood next to her and whispered, "Don't stare at me like that, otherwise I can't control myself."
Raman's sudden appearance brought her back to present, she rolled her eyes and replied, "Keep yourself control Mr Ravan Kumar. You can't put color on me, nor even can touch me."
"Don't play with me Ishita, because at the end you will come to me and I will put color on your face." He smirked at her.
"Over confidence? Good good!! Keep dreaming.. But remember, don't get burn while touching me.."
"Hayee!! I have already killed by your immense love amd you are talking about getting burn!!" He said in a filmy way, that made her irritate, she rolled her eyes and replied, "Let's see!!"
"Let's see.." He smirked again when from somewhere, someone called Ishita, "Now will you please excuse me? I am not sitting idle like you." She snapped and left from there.
Ishita was attending the guests, sometimes someone tried to put color on her but every time she managed to make a excuse, Raman even tried to put color on her but somehow she managed to escape when suddenly they saw Raman and Ishita's few college friends arrived, Raman noticed Ishita's furious face, he knew why did her expression change suddenly, he smirked and directly went to meet them.
"Hey Nidhi..." Without a second thought, he hugged her, she also happily hugged him and that was witnessed by Ishita. She was already fuming in her presence and now Raman was rubbing salt on her wounds, she stomped her feet angrily and left from there.
It had been more than 30 minutes, she didn't find him nowhere, he didn't even came to her to put color, she knew Nidhi was here, so Raman may be with her and that thought made her furious once again, she tried to search for him when suddenly she spotted him with her, Nidhi was trying to put color on Raman, but Ishita being Jhansi Ki Rani how can she let her fulfill the wish, her mind started working fast and something clicked her mind.
Nidhi was trying to put color on him and Raman knew Ishita was seeing them, getting furious, and as far he know her, she will definitely do something. Just then some kids arrived there and started showereing water colr on Nidhi and started playing with her, Nidhi too started enjoying with her when Ishita angrily approached to him and dragged him from there.
"What are you doing?" She asked angrily.
"What I have done now?" he asked with a mischievous smile.
"Listen Raman, if I find you with that girl once again then..." Her eyes shot fire at him.
"Then what madrasan?"
"Then I will play holi with your blood." She almost growled. Suddenly Raman pulled her by her waist and whispered, "Tu khoon se khel ya gulaal se.. Rangegi toh tu mere hi rang mein." (You play with blood or color, you will be colored with my color.) Her heart skipped a beat, she looked at him to find him serious, she was getting lost in those eyes but at the same time, avoids his gaze and threatened him, "Away from her."
"Why? You didn't let me play holi with you, if I play with other then what's the problem?"
"I don't have any problem with you." She shot back, "If you want to play then go and play with Mihir, Romi, they all are present there."
His smile widened at her words, "Every year I play with them but this time.."
She glared at him and pushed him irately but Raman again pulled her close to her heart and whispered, "I thought to play holi with you but you didn't let me play no?" he questioned her, his eyes commanding her to look at her. His proximity was playing havoc with her senses and she tried to free herself. When getting no response, he called, "Ishita?"
Her name was sound so good from his mouth, she couldn't resist herself and her eyes met with him with blush, he flicked his eyes to get a response when she shook her head in no and was going to leave when he said, "Okay then!! I am going to play with Nidhi." And he turned his back to her that she missed his laughter.
He thought, "Now you, yourself will come to me.."
Any tender feelings that had arise in her heart, vanished and anger took place, she searched for something to hit him but found a plateful color which happened to be red, she snatched it and ran to him, she made him to turn to her with a jerk and threw the color on his face, "NOW PLAY HOLI."
His face colored with the red gulaal, it turn to be shock for him, he didn't imagined that would come to him, the look of anger in his eyes warned Ishita and she gathering up her lahenga, swiftly turned away and ran to their apartment, Raman chased behind her and caught her easily and pinned her to the wall, "So where we were?"
Ishita turned her face to avoid his intense gaze, "This is not done Madrasan, you played only and when it my turn, you are running?"
"Raman please.." Ishita tried to turn away, but the mesmerized power of his eyes rendered her immobile, he slide his one hand on her bare giving her goose bumps and with the another hand, he rubbed her red lips, his actions were so sensuous that her lips tingled as if they had been touched. By now, she was trembling hard, her knees felt decidedly weak and she was afraid she would fall into a puddle of his feet, as if he heard her unsaid words, he tightened his grip on her waist to support her. A haze of desire clouded their senses and made them lose themselves into each other.
Raman whispered softly, "May I?" Deep down, she wanted him to color her, her holi would be incomplete if she refused him now, but she felt shy to acknowledge that in front of him, "Anyone would see!!"
"Let them see."
They both heard, a voice calling their names but both ignored, "Mummyji.."
"Will get shy!!"
"Guests?"
"Will be happy.."
For the last time, she tried to put him off, "But there isn't no color."
"Yes or no?"
Ishita lowered her eyes when he curled his hand in her hair and turned her face back to his, bringing her more close, their lips were inches apart now, "Raman.." her voice sounded drugged and she finally closed her eyes submitting herself to him, she trembled when she felt his hot breathe on her lips, "Though I don't' need to color you but since I promise.." he commented as he saw her shy and blushy red face..
Raman inched his lips grazing the side of her as he leant down to run the tip of his nose along her cheek, nuzzlinh her as he went along. She felt a bolt of lightning run through her when his skin touched her, He rubbed his check against hers and whispered, "Happy holi madrasan." Her ear tingled with the movement of his lips so near to her ear. Her breath caught in her throat, the smile that lit up her face more vividly vibrant than all the colors of the season and she hugged him lightly.
|| THE END ||
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Here, again I wrote a OS, please read and drop your comments..
ONE SHOT
|| Do Me A Favour Let's Play Holi ||
Ishita was pacing to and fro in her room, she was too much furious, she repeatedly checked the clock and turned her look at the door and suddenly she heard footsteps, she knew very well who it could be... Raman slowly walked in the room, but seeing her right there awake he stopped at the gate, he leaned to the door as he was drunk, Ishita furiously glared at him when Raman tried to stand steadily and gave a pleasant smile, he was going to approach to her but she didn't let him to do so, she went to her and slept on the bed covering with the duvet.
"Raman.. Beta!! Tomorrow she will play holi with your blood." He mumbled.
Next morning, Ishita woke up early morning and after taking a shower, she wished everyone. After that she went to downstairs where Community people arranged a holi celebration, actually the entire celebration arranged by Ishita Everyone was so excited from old people to kids, everyone was appreciating Ishita.
"Ishita puttar?" Mrs Bhalla called her.
"Yes mummyji? You need anything?"
"Puttar!! Where is Raman? Guests started arriving, I haven't seen him from morning. Yesterday he also dodn't attend the Holika Dahan puja.." She enquired.
"How could he attend when he himself busy in parties.." She mumbled angrily.
"Did you say something?" Mrs Bhalla asked.
"No. No mummyji.. Actually.."
"Actually mummy.. Let me say, Bhai is sleeping, he has a bad hangover, last time he came late and that too drunk!!" Simmi said with a chuckle.
Mrs Bhalla sighed, "Ishita puttar I understand.. You're angry on him, but it doesn't mean you stop talking with him, today is Holi, it's your first holi after your marriage, don't be angry on him, forgive him." Ishita smiled, "Mummyji he is still sleeping like Kumbhkaran, your son is such a sleepy head." She giggled.
"Now go and wake him up. It's already late." Ishita nodded.
_0_0_
Ishita walked in the room and found him sleeping so peacefully, she was looking so cute that she stared at him but suddenly she realized what she was doing and composed herself, "No no Ishita.. You are still angry on him, don't melt down so easily. His charm won't play this time, remind it." She took a deep breath and walked in and pulled down the blanket from his body.
"Ishita yaar. Let me sleep." He said irately. For a moment, he opened his eyes and found her standing with a frown, then his eyes lowered down to her body, she was wearing a white lahenga with pink dupatta, she was looking like a angle, his eyes shot opened.
"I will ask Neelu to give you Lemon water, have it and come down, guests has started coming." She said with a same frown and was going to leave when he caught her hand, "Ishita yaar.. I.."
"Don't you expect me to forgive you. It's our first holi together and you already ruined it so as a punishment, I will not play holi with you this year." She snapped.
"Oh really? But Madrasan, I will be the first person who will put color on your beautiful face." He smirked.
Ishita freed her hand from his grip and asked, "Is it a challenge Mr Raman Bhalla?"
"Yes."
"Then let's see!!" He winked, getting irritated by his calm behavior, she left the room but a small smile was visible on her face.
_0_0_
Ishita was attending the guests when she found Raman was climbing down the stairs wearing a white kurta with jeans, his hair was little spiked with the gel and he was looking damn handsome, she couldn't remove her eyes from him and that was noticed by him, he wished everyone and then stood next to her and whispered, "Don't stare at me like that, otherwise I can't control myself."
Raman's sudden appearance brought her back to present, she rolled her eyes and replied, "Keep yourself control Mr Ravan Kumar. You can't put color on me, nor even can touch me."
"Don't play with me Ishita, because at the end you will come to me and I will put color on your face." He smirked at her.
"Over confidence? Good good!! Keep dreaming.. But remember, don't get burn while touching me.."
"Hayee!! I have already killed by your immense love amd you are talking about getting burn!!" He said in a filmy way, that made her irritate, she rolled her eyes and replied, "Let's see!!"
"Let's see.." He smirked again when from somewhere, someone called Ishita, "Now will you please excuse me? I am not sitting idle like you." She snapped and left from there.
Ishita was attending the guests, sometimes someone tried to put color on her but every time she managed to make a excuse, Raman even tried to put color on her but somehow she managed to escape when suddenly they saw Raman and Ishita's few college friends arrived, Raman noticed Ishita's furious face, he knew why did her expression change suddenly, he smirked and directly went to meet them.
"Hey Nidhi..." Without a second thought, he hugged her, she also happily hugged him and that was witnessed by Ishita. She was already fuming in her presence and now Raman was rubbing salt on her wounds, she stomped her feet angrily and left from there.
It had been more than 30 minutes, she didn't find him nowhere, he didn't even came to her to put color, she knew Nidhi was here, so Raman may be with her and that thought made her furious once again, she tried to search for him when suddenly she spotted him with her, Nidhi was trying to put color on Raman, but Ishita being Jhansi Ki Rani how can she let her fulfill the wish, her mind started working fast and something clicked her mind.
Nidhi was trying to put color on him and Raman knew Ishita was seeing them, getting furious, and as far he know her, she will definitely do something. Just then some kids arrived there and started showereing water colr on Nidhi and started playing with her, Nidhi too started enjoying with her when Ishita angrily approached to him and dragged him from there.
"What are you doing?" She asked angrily.
"What I have done now?" he asked with a mischievous smile.
"Listen Raman, if I find you with that girl once again then..." Her eyes shot fire at him.
"Then what madrasan?"
"Then I will play holi with your blood." She almost growled. Suddenly Raman pulled her by her waist and whispered, "Tu khoon se khel ya gulaal se.. Rangegi toh tu mere hi rang mein." (You play with blood or color, you will be colored with my color.) Her heart skipped a beat, she looked at him to find him serious, she was getting lost in those eyes but at the same time, avoids his gaze and threatened him, "Away from her."
"Why? You didn't let me play holi with you, if I play with other then what's the problem?"
"I don't have any problem with you." She shot back, "If you want to play then go and play with Mihir, Romi, they all are present there."
His smile widened at her words, "Every year I play with them but this time.."
She glared at him and pushed him irately but Raman again pulled her close to her heart and whispered, "I thought to play holi with you but you didn't let me play no?" he questioned her, his eyes commanding her to look at her. His proximity was playing havoc with her senses and she tried to free herself. When getting no response, he called, "Ishita?"
Her name was sound so good from his mouth, she couldn't resist herself and her eyes met with him with blush, he flicked his eyes to get a response when she shook her head in no and was going to leave when he said, "Okay then!! I am going to play with Nidhi." And he turned his back to her that she missed his laughter.
He thought, "Now you, yourself will come to me.."
Any tender feelings that had arise in her heart, vanished and anger took place, she searched for something to hit him but found a plateful color which happened to be red, she snatched it and ran to him, she made him to turn to her with a jerk and threw the color on his face, "NOW PLAY HOLI."
His face colored with the red gulaal, it turn to be shock for him, he didn't imagined that would come to him, the look of anger in his eyes warned Ishita and she gathering up her lahenga, swiftly turned away and ran to their apartment, Raman chased behind her and caught her easily and pinned her to the wall, "So where we were?"
Ishita turned her face to avoid his intense gaze, "This is not done Madrasan, you played only and when it my turn, you are running?"
"Raman please.." Ishita tried to turn away, but the mesmerized power of his eyes rendered her immobile, he slide his one hand on her bare giving her goose bumps and with the another hand, he rubbed her red lips, his actions were so sensuous that her lips tingled as if they had been touched. By now, she was trembling hard, her knees felt decidedly weak and she was afraid she would fall into a puddle of his feet, as if he heard her unsaid words, he tightened his grip on her waist to support her. A haze of desire clouded their senses and made them lose themselves into each other.
Raman whispered softly, "May I?" Deep down, she wanted him to color her, her holi would be incomplete if she refused him now, but she felt shy to acknowledge that in front of him, "Anyone would see!!"
"Let them see."
They both heard, a voice calling their names but both ignored, "Mummyji.."
"Will get shy!!"
"Guests?"
"Will be happy.."
For the last time, she tried to put him off, "But there isn't no color."
"Yes or no?"
Ishita lowered her eyes when he curled his hand in her hair and turned her face back to his, bringing her more close, their lips were inches apart now, "Raman.." her voice sounded drugged and she finally closed her eyes submitting herself to him, she trembled when she felt his hot breathe on her lips, "Though I don't' need to color you but since I promise.." he commented as he saw her shy and blushy red face..
Raman inched his lips grazing the side of her as he leant down to run the tip of his nose along her cheek, nuzzlinh her as he went along. She felt a bolt of lightning run through her when his skin touched her, He rubbed his check against hers and whispered, "Happy holi madrasan." Her ear tingled with the movement of his lips so near to her ear. Her breath caught in her throat, the smile that lit up her face more vividly vibrant than all the colors of the season and she hugged him lightly.
|| THE END ||
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