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Hello lovelies,
Firstly, wishing everyone a belated Merry Xmas and holidays.
I know, I have been MIA for long, as per my last post, I am still travelling and my updates will be intermittent, but I hope you will still follow and enjoy them.
So, here goes the next one, in the absence on Rikara in IB, I hope this helps the Rikarians and Shrenalians out there. If you like it, do leave comments and feedback and hit the like button.
NOTE: The song in the last sequence is ' Darkhaast' from the movie 'Shivaay' . ENJOY!
AAnkhon ki Gustakhiyaan- Season V - The Exploration
Part 5
Gauri opened her eyes, when the first rays of the sun hit them trying to gather her whereabouts. They were still in the boat they had hired from Lucerne. She was encased in his arms, his head buried in her neck. She tried to move, only to get further locked into his arms.
Omkara. Get up. Its morning' she was worried, what if someone finds them.
Hmm, relax Ri' Omkara groaned, kissing her on the neck and then up, further up.
Par' that's it, then her mouth was taken. She pushed him back,' what are you doing? We are stranded in the middle of the lake!' she was trying to bring home the point to him.
Toh' he remarked. She was furious now.
He smiled, and she was a goner again. Uff, why is it so impossible to be angry with him' she thought to herself.
He finally got up,' So are you ready to go wild with me in this nature's bounty, my titli?' he took her in his arms.
Take me wherever, however, whenever, I am always ready to go anywhere with you' she kissed him.
Although the family had booked a package tour for them, that was not Omkara's style, he wanted to explore the place with his chiraiyaa, impromptu, going with the flow. He was glad that he had cancelled that tour and planned his own route. He wanted her to see every wild niche of the area, he knew she would enjoy it just like he did. After all she was even more adventurous than him, going by her previous life. And this would also feed her creative side; Omkara was very excited to feed her heart and soul. When time and money were no constraint, Omkara knew what was important, always.
Whilst he was wrapped in his thoughts, and she in him, a luxury steamer stopped by them.
Good morning sir. Your ride is here. You are welcome on-board' a man dressed in uniform addressed Omkara. Omkara helped Gauri onto the steamer, collected the leftover picnic basket and garbage, lest the Swiss authorities fine him and jumped onto the steamer. Another man took the boat they were in back to the jetty, it was all paid for of course.
Gauri was quite shocked,' This was all a plan. Omkara's plan! He had thought of the day, the night, the transfers, everything! She couldn't help feeling grateful to her Jatadhari for being so thoughtful.'
She was quite taken by the interior of the steamer as well, it was unlike the cruise they had taken along the Rhine and nothing like the boat they were in. It was an old steamer, refurbished like a five star hotel inside. They were escorted inside and offered breakfast whilst the steamer cruised along the Lake of Four Cantons. The breakfast room provided amazing views to the surrounding scenery. They were starving by now, so they jumped at the food, feeding each other. Then they relaxed in each other's company until the steamer came to a halt near a cable car station.
Sir, we are here' the uniformed man knocked to come inside and inform them.
Thank you Ulrich' Omkara shook hands with him, gave him a salute and they were off.
They were in Weggis. Next, it was time for a cable car ride up Mount Rigi. Omkara knew how Gauri felt about heights, so he distracted her already before she could notice the elevation from inside the cable car. They were the only passengers in the car anyways. After a few minutes ride they were dropped off at Rigi-Kaltbad, yet another station, which looked like a train station. The train was due in 15 mins, so they waited.
Don't you want to know where we are going?' Omkara asked her
It doesn't matter, as long as you are with me. I will follow you to the end of time'
He was so touched by his chiraiyya that he gave her a bone-crushing hug. She was looking like a teenager, in her long skirt, crop top and sneakers. Her hair was dishevelled from last night, she had no makeup on.
They hopped onto Europes first cogwheel railway when it arrived, to complete the trip up to Rigi-Kulm, at an elevation of 6,000 feet (1,800 meters). When they arrived at the top, she was wowed by the spectacular views over the Alps and several Swiss mountain lakes. The view was simply incredible, and they had two to three hours of free time here to soak it all in. They freshened up, had breakfast in the Rigi-Kulm restaurant by the railway, and then went for a hike on one of the well-maintained trails. Gauri was mesmerised by what she sae, heard and felt. She always had a fascination for the mountains, but she had no idea what it actually was like, she was stunned, and happy.
In the afternoon, they took the cogwheel train back down to Rigi-Kaltbad and checked in to the three-star Hotel Rigi Kaltbad to take advantage of your included access to the Mineral Baths & Spa. The spa offered mineral-rich indoor and outdoor pools with relaxing temperatures of 95 degrees F (35 C) and fabulous mountain vistas. After check-in, Omkara escorted Gauri to the spa shop where he asked her to buy spa clothes and anything else she might need for the afternoon, and she did, of course choosing the most conservative spa dress she could find. Even then, when she came out of the changing room, he couldn't help staring at his angel, who was a seductress at the same time. They spent some time in the whirlpool hot clay pool privately, where Omkara found it extremely difficult to control his urges. Gauri was looking divine in the water, like a nymph, fresh as a flower, relaxed and happy. He did show give her an indication of his thoughts time and again, a bit of flirting, a bit of teasing. He rubbed the clay on her face, neck and hands, and just when he was about to venture further South, she stopped him, teasing him in her own way. Omkara was determined to take revenge, he thought, smirking to himself.
After the relaxing and rejuvenating spa break, they changed into hiking gear and decided to walk down the mountain, given Gauri's fondness for feeling close to it. They played along the walk, sometimes throwing snow balls at each other; it was all very special for both of them, until Gauri whilst running in reverse, tripped and fell. Omkara felt his heart skip a beat when he saw the anguish on her face. She had sprained her right ankle and was in pain, unable to walk. He picked her up and started walking down the hill, but it was already dusk and nightfall was very close. All of Gauri's clothes were drenched after falling in the snow, except for her shawl which was wrapped around her neck. He didn't want to risk carrying her all the way down , it would get to freezing temperatures as soon as the sun set. He started looking for shelter and found an old barn nestled along a steep slope, he decided to spend the night there. He tried to knock after putting Gauri down on the steps, but when there was no answer, he kicked the door, which opened instantly.
The barn was large inside, full of hay almost up to the ceiling in most places. There was a clearing to one side with a fireplace and utensils etc. It looked like that was the cooking area for the guard, who was absent tonight. It was dark, with slight dusk light filtering through tiny windows on one wall. Omkara decided it was appropriate for a night stay once he got the fireplace working. He came outside, picked up a shivering Gauri and laid her on the hay.
You should change, all your clothes are wet, you will catch the chill' Omkara was concerned.
But, I don't have any other clothes' Gauri was worried.
Omkara looked around and then at himself; his upper half was also wet by now, carrying Gauri for an hour or so. He couldn't offer her his clothes.
It's ok. Just get rid of these wet clothes, we can dry them and then you can put them on' he requested.
But Gauri was shy. Go behind that hay stack an do it now Gauri. I won't look' Omkara was very concerned by now, looking at her state. When she didn't budge, he carried her behind the hay stack and ordered her to undress and left.
Gauri did as she was told, but by now it was dark and Gauri was afraid of that spot behind the haystack. She peeked out and saw Omkara had his back to her; he was stoking the fireplace after stacking some logs and lighting it. He had taken off his wet clothes and was only in his shorts. Gauri decided to brave it and take her chances with shyness rather than the darkness here so she tried to sneak put slowly when her ankle twisted again and she cried out in pain.
Omkara looked back immediately and found Gauri wrapped in her shawl from under her arms up to her mid-thighs. His heart missed a beat and his throat went dry, when he took a huge gulp to calm his senses. He ran to her out of concern, and picked her up. He carried her in his arms, both breathing deeply, lost in each other's eyes; his hands on her bare shoulder and legs, his bare torso brushing against her wrap. He laid her down on the hay stack and leaned in to kiss her when he stooped himself. He didn't want anything more than to take her there and then, but he knew she was hurt, her leg was sprained and any intense physical activity might cause her discomfort. He was prepared to put his desire aside for her and that's what he did.
Just as he turned to leave, his felt her holding his hand, as if to slow down the process of him leaving, but when he turned to look, she had desire in her eyes, a deep, entrenched need, to be one with him. And he was only too happy to fulfill his and her wishes.
Is kadar...tu mujhe pyaar kar...
Jise kabhi na main sakoon...phir bhula
Zindagi layi humein yahaan, koi irada toh raha hoga bhala
He looked at her, the same desire reflecting in his eyes and instantly bent to take her in an embrace so passionate, a current ran through both their bodies, an uncontrollable urge to never part. She reminded him of the day she had dressed up in a golden saree for him, to help him paint, provide inspiration. How he was mesmerised by her then, how he wanted nothing else than to take her that day, to reveal his feelings to her, but his jealousy got the better off him when she mentioned Kaali . Even then, he couldn't bear to hear even someone's name next to hers. But now she was his, no, she was always his, only he didn't realise it earlier. He will show her how much he loves her, what she means to him. He took her earlobe in his mouth and licked it, sending shivers down her spine, his one hand embracing her and his other hand involuntarily travelled down caressing her legs from toe to her knee. They both groaned ...
Darkhaast hain yeh, jo aayi raat hain yeh, tu meri baahon mein duniya bhula de
Joh ab lamhaat hain yeh, bade hi khaas hain, tu meri baahon main duniya bhula de...
It was quite dark; the only light came from the fire that burned on the other side of the haystack. But still shy, Gauri turned her back towards him, , unaware that her back was completely exposed with her shawl falling low, he saw the irresistible expanse and immediately leaned down to kiss her all the way across, making her shiver and groan even further. Blood rushed to parts of their bodies sending them in an exhaustive whirlpool of emotions. He leaned towards her ear,' Gauri' he asked, looking into her eyes and she nodded asking him to make her his, once again. He took the end of her wrap, unfolding it from her and folding himself onto her, until they were both in it, wrapped together.
Raah main mere saath chal tu, thame mera saath chal tu
Waqt jitna bhi ho haasal, sara mere naam kar tu
Ke, armaan hain yan, guzaarish jaan hain yen, tu meri baahon me, duniya bhula de
Joh ab lamhaat hain yen, bade hi khaas hain yen, tu meri bahon mein duniya bhula de...
He kissed her everywhere. He took her hands and put them on his body, inviting her to explore him the way he explored her and she responded. Their love-making started slow with them savouring every move, every touch, then it became more passionate and intense by the minute until they were lost in each other like never before, her shawl wrapping around both of them. All this while he took extra care that her hurt ankle was secure. She rode the waves of ecstasy with him responding in tandem. They were one body, one soul.
Labz jismo pe aise sajaaye, baarishos se bhi woh dhul na paaye, tu meri baahon mein duniya bula de
Naksh lamho pe aise banaaye, Muddaato se bhi woh mit na paye
Joh jazbaat hain yen, bade hi paak hain yen, tu meri baahon main duniya bhula de.
The fireplace warmed the barn that night, reflecting the fire that burned inside these two souls, a fire to please each other in every way possible. They were exploring new passions together, this was a journey where they were going to find out more and more about each other, and they couldn't wait.
END.
So guys? What do you think?
Do send some encouragement and motivation across for me to continue...
Firstly, wishing everyone a belated Merry Xmas and holidays.
I know, I have been MIA for long, as per my last post, I am still travelling and my updates will be intermittent, but I hope you will still follow and enjoy them.
So, here goes the next one, in the absence on Rikara in IB, I hope this helps the Rikarians and Shrenalians out there. If you like it, do leave comments and feedback and hit the like button.
NOTE: The song in the last sequence is ' Darkhaast' from the movie 'Shivaay' . ENJOY!
AAnkhon ki Gustakhiyaan- Season V - The Exploration
Part 5
Gauri opened her eyes, when the first rays of the sun hit them trying to gather her whereabouts. They were still in the boat they had hired from Lucerne. She was encased in his arms, his head buried in her neck. She tried to move, only to get further locked into his arms.
Omkara. Get up. Its morning' she was worried, what if someone finds them.
Hmm, relax Ri' Omkara groaned, kissing her on the neck and then up, further up.
Par' that's it, then her mouth was taken. She pushed him back,' what are you doing? We are stranded in the middle of the lake!' she was trying to bring home the point to him.
Toh' he remarked. She was furious now.
He smiled, and she was a goner again. Uff, why is it so impossible to be angry with him' she thought to herself.
He finally got up,' So are you ready to go wild with me in this nature's bounty, my titli?' he took her in his arms.
Take me wherever, however, whenever, I am always ready to go anywhere with you' she kissed him.
Although the family had booked a package tour for them, that was not Omkara's style, he wanted to explore the place with his chiraiyaa, impromptu, going with the flow. He was glad that he had cancelled that tour and planned his own route. He wanted her to see every wild niche of the area, he knew she would enjoy it just like he did. After all she was even more adventurous than him, going by her previous life. And this would also feed her creative side; Omkara was very excited to feed her heart and soul. When time and money were no constraint, Omkara knew what was important, always.
Whilst he was wrapped in his thoughts, and she in him, a luxury steamer stopped by them.
Good morning sir. Your ride is here. You are welcome on-board' a man dressed in uniform addressed Omkara. Omkara helped Gauri onto the steamer, collected the leftover picnic basket and garbage, lest the Swiss authorities fine him and jumped onto the steamer. Another man took the boat they were in back to the jetty, it was all paid for of course.
Gauri was quite shocked,' This was all a plan. Omkara's plan! He had thought of the day, the night, the transfers, everything! She couldn't help feeling grateful to her Jatadhari for being so thoughtful.'
She was quite taken by the interior of the steamer as well, it was unlike the cruise they had taken along the Rhine and nothing like the boat they were in. It was an old steamer, refurbished like a five star hotel inside. They were escorted inside and offered breakfast whilst the steamer cruised along the Lake of Four Cantons. The breakfast room provided amazing views to the surrounding scenery. They were starving by now, so they jumped at the food, feeding each other. Then they relaxed in each other's company until the steamer came to a halt near a cable car station.
Sir, we are here' the uniformed man knocked to come inside and inform them.
Thank you Ulrich' Omkara shook hands with him, gave him a salute and they were off.
They were in Weggis. Next, it was time for a cable car ride up Mount Rigi. Omkara knew how Gauri felt about heights, so he distracted her already before she could notice the elevation from inside the cable car. They were the only passengers in the car anyways. After a few minutes ride they were dropped off at Rigi-Kaltbad, yet another station, which looked like a train station. The train was due in 15 mins, so they waited.
Don't you want to know where we are going?' Omkara asked her
It doesn't matter, as long as you are with me. I will follow you to the end of time'
He was so touched by his chiraiyya that he gave her a bone-crushing hug. She was looking like a teenager, in her long skirt, crop top and sneakers. Her hair was dishevelled from last night, she had no makeup on.
They hopped onto Europes first cogwheel railway when it arrived, to complete the trip up to Rigi-Kulm, at an elevation of 6,000 feet (1,800 meters). When they arrived at the top, she was wowed by the spectacular views over the Alps and several Swiss mountain lakes. The view was simply incredible, and they had two to three hours of free time here to soak it all in. They freshened up, had breakfast in the Rigi-Kulm restaurant by the railway, and then went for a hike on one of the well-maintained trails. Gauri was mesmerised by what she sae, heard and felt. She always had a fascination for the mountains, but she had no idea what it actually was like, she was stunned, and happy.
In the afternoon, they took the cogwheel train back down to Rigi-Kaltbad and checked in to the three-star Hotel Rigi Kaltbad to take advantage of your included access to the Mineral Baths & Spa. The spa offered mineral-rich indoor and outdoor pools with relaxing temperatures of 95 degrees F (35 C) and fabulous mountain vistas. After check-in, Omkara escorted Gauri to the spa shop where he asked her to buy spa clothes and anything else she might need for the afternoon, and she did, of course choosing the most conservative spa dress she could find. Even then, when she came out of the changing room, he couldn't help staring at his angel, who was a seductress at the same time. They spent some time in the whirlpool hot clay pool privately, where Omkara found it extremely difficult to control his urges. Gauri was looking divine in the water, like a nymph, fresh as a flower, relaxed and happy. He did show give her an indication of his thoughts time and again, a bit of flirting, a bit of teasing. He rubbed the clay on her face, neck and hands, and just when he was about to venture further South, she stopped him, teasing him in her own way. Omkara was determined to take revenge, he thought, smirking to himself.
After the relaxing and rejuvenating spa break, they changed into hiking gear and decided to walk down the mountain, given Gauri's fondness for feeling close to it. They played along the walk, sometimes throwing snow balls at each other; it was all very special for both of them, until Gauri whilst running in reverse, tripped and fell. Omkara felt his heart skip a beat when he saw the anguish on her face. She had sprained her right ankle and was in pain, unable to walk. He picked her up and started walking down the hill, but it was already dusk and nightfall was very close. All of Gauri's clothes were drenched after falling in the snow, except for her shawl which was wrapped around her neck. He didn't want to risk carrying her all the way down , it would get to freezing temperatures as soon as the sun set. He started looking for shelter and found an old barn nestled along a steep slope, he decided to spend the night there. He tried to knock after putting Gauri down on the steps, but when there was no answer, he kicked the door, which opened instantly.
The barn was large inside, full of hay almost up to the ceiling in most places. There was a clearing to one side with a fireplace and utensils etc. It looked like that was the cooking area for the guard, who was absent tonight. It was dark, with slight dusk light filtering through tiny windows on one wall. Omkara decided it was appropriate for a night stay once he got the fireplace working. He came outside, picked up a shivering Gauri and laid her on the hay.
You should change, all your clothes are wet, you will catch the chill' Omkara was concerned.
But, I don't have any other clothes' Gauri was worried.
Omkara looked around and then at himself; his upper half was also wet by now, carrying Gauri for an hour or so. He couldn't offer her his clothes.
It's ok. Just get rid of these wet clothes, we can dry them and then you can put them on' he requested.
But Gauri was shy. Go behind that hay stack an do it now Gauri. I won't look' Omkara was very concerned by now, looking at her state. When she didn't budge, he carried her behind the hay stack and ordered her to undress and left.
Gauri did as she was told, but by now it was dark and Gauri was afraid of that spot behind the haystack. She peeked out and saw Omkara had his back to her; he was stoking the fireplace after stacking some logs and lighting it. He had taken off his wet clothes and was only in his shorts. Gauri decided to brave it and take her chances with shyness rather than the darkness here so she tried to sneak put slowly when her ankle twisted again and she cried out in pain.
Omkara looked back immediately and found Gauri wrapped in her shawl from under her arms up to her mid-thighs. His heart missed a beat and his throat went dry, when he took a huge gulp to calm his senses. He ran to her out of concern, and picked her up. He carried her in his arms, both breathing deeply, lost in each other's eyes; his hands on her bare shoulder and legs, his bare torso brushing against her wrap. He laid her down on the hay stack and leaned in to kiss her when he stooped himself. He didn't want anything more than to take her there and then, but he knew she was hurt, her leg was sprained and any intense physical activity might cause her discomfort. He was prepared to put his desire aside for her and that's what he did.
Just as he turned to leave, his felt her holding his hand, as if to slow down the process of him leaving, but when he turned to look, she had desire in her eyes, a deep, entrenched need, to be one with him. And he was only too happy to fulfill his and her wishes.
Is kadar...tu mujhe pyaar kar...
Jise kabhi na main sakoon...phir bhula
Zindagi layi humein yahaan, koi irada toh raha hoga bhala
He looked at her, the same desire reflecting in his eyes and instantly bent to take her in an embrace so passionate, a current ran through both their bodies, an uncontrollable urge to never part. She reminded him of the day she had dressed up in a golden saree for him, to help him paint, provide inspiration. How he was mesmerised by her then, how he wanted nothing else than to take her that day, to reveal his feelings to her, but his jealousy got the better off him when she mentioned Kaali . Even then, he couldn't bear to hear even someone's name next to hers. But now she was his, no, she was always his, only he didn't realise it earlier. He will show her how much he loves her, what she means to him. He took her earlobe in his mouth and licked it, sending shivers down her spine, his one hand embracing her and his other hand involuntarily travelled down caressing her legs from toe to her knee. They both groaned ...
Darkhaast hain yeh, jo aayi raat hain yeh, tu meri baahon mein duniya bhula de
Joh ab lamhaat hain yeh, bade hi khaas hain, tu meri baahon main duniya bhula de...
It was quite dark; the only light came from the fire that burned on the other side of the haystack. But still shy, Gauri turned her back towards him, , unaware that her back was completely exposed with her shawl falling low, he saw the irresistible expanse and immediately leaned down to kiss her all the way across, making her shiver and groan even further. Blood rushed to parts of their bodies sending them in an exhaustive whirlpool of emotions. He leaned towards her ear,' Gauri' he asked, looking into her eyes and she nodded asking him to make her his, once again. He took the end of her wrap, unfolding it from her and folding himself onto her, until they were both in it, wrapped together.
Raah main mere saath chal tu, thame mera saath chal tu
Waqt jitna bhi ho haasal, sara mere naam kar tu
Ke, armaan hain yan, guzaarish jaan hain yen, tu meri baahon me, duniya bhula de
Joh ab lamhaat hain yen, bade hi khaas hain yen, tu meri bahon mein duniya bhula de...
He kissed her everywhere. He took her hands and put them on his body, inviting her to explore him the way he explored her and she responded. Their love-making started slow with them savouring every move, every touch, then it became more passionate and intense by the minute until they were lost in each other like never before, her shawl wrapping around both of them. All this while he took extra care that her hurt ankle was secure. She rode the waves of ecstasy with him responding in tandem. They were one body, one soul.
Labz jismo pe aise sajaaye, baarishos se bhi woh dhul na paaye, tu meri baahon mein duniya bula de
Naksh lamho pe aise banaaye, Muddaato se bhi woh mit na paye
Joh jazbaat hain yen, bade hi paak hain yen, tu meri baahon main duniya bhula de.
The fireplace warmed the barn that night, reflecting the fire that burned inside these two souls, a fire to please each other in every way possible. They were exploring new passions together, this was a journey where they were going to find out more and more about each other, and they couldn't wait.
END.
So guys? What do you think?
Do send some encouragement and motivation across for me to continue...
Anupamaa
