Nighaien
CHAPTER -1
Tum vale hi mujhe sun na pao par sun paogi dhadkano ki awaz .Tum bhale hi mujhe na pehechano par meri khusboo ehsaas ban k tumhari jism mein mehekti rahegi . Tum bhale hi dekh na pao meri dard ki pukar ko...shor ho ya khamosi tumhe woh rulayagi zaroor. Ira was restlessly trying to get rid off the sharp shooting pain , and thumping her fist and feet in the bed .But those lines in a sonorous voice was making her crazy. A series of ambiguous and mystic images which had no coherent shape and were like pieces of shadow prints roaming around, here and there escalating her pain more. She could hear more- " Mera vada hai tumse ....Tum bhale hi meri bahon mein na raho nighahon mein beshak rahogi" " Kalyani" ......A heart wrecking male voice , as if he had lost all his precious possession , was the last thing she heard. Ira , too scream in the top of her voice and jolted back from the bed ,only to find herself under the guidance of two pair of dark brown orbs glisetning with confidence ,with a touch of warm affection .She could hear murmers and voices beaming with joy . " Ira ko hosh a gaya " Bappa!Tera lakh lakh shukar..meri bacchi ko hosh a gaya . Ahalya Deshmukh and her family was waiting outside of the hospital with baited breath , frantically for her sense to be regained . Ira was feeling parched and her tongue was sored . She was feeling , as if her head was like a large piece of heavy rock ,standing still in a lone plataue .She , in an inaudible and hoarse voice , only could utter -" Pani ...Pani ! Suddenly, she could feel a strong but a caring touch on the back of her body. A glass of cool water was offered to her. But, her hands were too weak to hold them . The other pair of the same hand, let her gulped the water slowly. A slender finger wiped out its traces from her pink soft lips . When the finger brushed her lips gently , she shievered, in an esctatic but unknown feeling . The owner of the hand, was of a male .He ask her in a soft but firm tone one-" Aur " ? She nodded in affirmation . He ,again made her drink another glass of cool water. He pull down the recliner of the bed , and made her head rested on the pillow. He, turned to the nurse standing near the bed and said -" Inke gharwalo ko buliyaien" . "Suniye"? Ira called him , he turned at once ..." Ap kaun ? Pehle toh... " "Malhar Rane"! Crime branch Special replied he . Rest kijiye , apki parents ate honge. "
His tone was full of authority but a tinge of love and affection was hidden behind it.
Zillions of questions were hovering round her head, and she ,was eager to know the answer of the each . But his eyes were too intense and making an eye contact with him, for a long while ,was making her dizzy .She could feel her core ,throbbing with wetness . This very intimate feeling for an unknown man ,instantly made her cheeks crimson red . She could do nothing , but only stared at his departing body ; A slender, fairly tall firm
body draped in milky white shirt and black jeans,left the place at once .
Pallavi mami, Ataya , Aausahib , Nal, Godavari , everyone was touching her , hugging her, and thanking the almighty, for bringing her back from the fatal accident . She, remembered nothing and hence, she had to rely on others version only ..Aausahib kissed her forhead and said -" 72 ghante behosh thi tum ... humhe hi pata hai hum kis agnipariksha se guzre ...meri bacchi ...meri guria.... she hugged her tightly . Vivek mamu came nearer to her, and said -" Kal hum ghar jayenge iru ... Meri brave jhansi ki rani hai na tu ...ab sab thik hai...Bappa ka lakh lakh sukar hai tu mil gayi... Waman phupaji said -" Shukar toh Officer Rane ki karni chahiye ...maut ki muh se woh bacha k le aye iru ko... Goda, murmured to her bestfriend Diya , who is also Ira' s bestie-" Haye kitna hot hai...par u know he is married... Kitni lucky hai na uski wife...Diya shut her up -" Yar...tu kahi bhi shuru ho jati hai, kavi toh mauka dekh liya kar... Ira was putting her head on aaushabi" s bossom , but , she could clearly see a dark brown orbs , constantly gazing at her beyond the glass walls .
Three days later
Malhar was sitting in a room ,in his favourite easy chair....his eyes closed, and his right hand fingers were tapping on his left one. A soft lip gently kissed his forhead ,hand ruffle his hair .He smiled and gently drag the hand , he pulled her in his lap . She snaked her arms around his neck , and they were sucking each others lips ,as if they were thirsty for years . His tongues were taking charge of hers and she became the sublimed one. And then, in the other point ...she was the mistress of the charge .His hands were searching the zip of her dress, but her , relentless sweet tortures were hampering his concentration, off guard. " Coffee laun?" She asked him innocently . Her lips swollen , hair dishevelled, her messy look was even more beautiful than her immaculate one .He nodded his head in amusement -" Har bar yehi karogi...kasam le rakhi hai jaise is waqt mujhe jo chahiye woh toh nasib na hoga...aur aise cute si shakal banake puchogi ...coffee chahiye ya nhi"? nhi chahiye coffee, dudh , chaye ya thanda pani...tumhari yeh naram rasile hont ne apna jadu chala diya... mita diya sare din ko thakan ko....Happy now! Now come on ! Ab mat bhagna... kalyani....i am warning u ... jan dont go...pls... But ,by that time ,kalyani was out of his reach. She was on her fleeing spree , and take her tongue out and said -" Aise pakrate hai criminals ko...Har din buddhu bante ho...ab jaiye nahake aiye ...varna rat ko vi thenga milega....He laughed and said -" Har din yehi karti ho....this is unfair yar. .Aj toh tumhe mein pakarke rahunga....Malhar was about run behind her ...but he was jostled back from his imagination . He instantly realized,that , he was not in Pune...in his own apartment ...but at Aurangabad , in Ahalaya Niwas. "Kalyaniiiii...." he yelled, with immense pain with tears, moistening his eyes...
Thudd! Someone has opened the door of the room . He could see her creamy , soft petty body draped in a peach milk night gown, wrapped in shadow. He, instantly put the light on. She was Iravati Deshmukh...the beloved Granddaughter of Ahalya Deshmukh ....She, with full swag, came nearer to him and enquired-" Kaun hai yeh kalyani " ....jante hai ap??Dekhiye officer koi mujhe kuch nhi bata raha hai...i cant take this anymore... I ,heard u saved my life , and i also heard ,u have been appointed as my personal bodyguard ,by Comissioner Uncle.Can u please tell me..Hua kya tha? Who the hell is this Kalyani??
Out !!
Ira shievered , as he reverted back with an intimadating tone. Malhar pointed her the door ,and said-" Just get the hell out of this room...Ira had never experienced such treatment from anybody ,she, generally is habituated with the flattery or the sublimation of such kind of police officers, who had close contact, with her influential grandmother.No one ,has ever dared to talk like this to her.Her eyes were filled with tears, and she was fuming in anger at the same time.. " How dare u"! she yelled him back. " You are asking me... Me... ira...to get out of ur room. Ek sawal pucha tha... instead of answering me like a obidient employee...u are... she thumped her feet in rage ,and warned Malhar...You are not going to see the next sunrise tomorrow officer...Here ..in my house...she gave more emphasis to the word " My," and left the room.
Hello guyz ...this is my new story. I hope u will like it . Soon i am going to end my one shot Honeymoon, and this story and pyar ka nagma will go parallely . There are many mystries to be unfolded .This is not the usual Kalma one. More are yet to come...The story may contain the following -
Bold intimate scene *I am surely going to keep a bar between vulgarity and sensuality .
Lots of Flashbacks -Normals will be in green and the hotand sexy ones will b in red ( Be it the current or the fb) And here Kalyani andMalhar are a little different and the other characters as well. Enjoy and havea happy saturday night Happy Reading
Kyunki Saas Bhi Kabhi Bahu Thi 2
