A NAKED MAN'S CONFESSION - a naked soul chapt 9 UPDATED.

Posted: 4 years ago

MAKING THE FIRST MOVE - CONTINUATION ff 

 https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/post/151160121?tid=5111865

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1) HE IS IN LOVE 


https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/post/151199440?tid=5112922


2) WET PUPPY OR A TOWEL WRAPPED KABIR


https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/post/151230403?tid=5112922


3) HE KISSED HER 


https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/post/151237615?tid=5112922


4) A MIGHTY SAFETY PIN -  LIVING UP IT'S NAME


https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/post/151261696?tid=5112922


5) I NEEDED YOU THE MOST 


https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/post/151287133?tid=5112922


6) WE WILL BE MAKING LOVE THEN 


https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/post/151297554?tid=5112922


7) JUST NOT PREGNANT -  OKAY !


https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/post/151310734?tid=5112922


8) A SWEET GESTURE AND A JEALOUS KABIR


https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/post/151346368?tid=5112922


9) A NAKED CONFESSION AND NAKED SOUL !


https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/post/151370252

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                               HE IS IN LOVE   !!


The freezing water reposed his thoughts in tranquility again.

He felt him naked.

Not just physically but emotionally as well !


However, kabir believed that the little ribbing with her over that shameless car radio has bit part in bringing back his sanity.


He wondered if things waxed this way because he has been abstaining himself.


Wow ! that's new

The problem itself is the solution

The mess and the mix

Pain and pleasure

She is like a drug


Kabir slapped himself smiling cheekily before a new Shakespeare surface.


The things got worse because his running away.

There is nothing that can be solved by conversation.

And he was totally avoiding that.



Should I tell her :


"hey ! pooja !

I know my dad killed your dad

But I am a good catch.

Wanna make out ??"



"Ewwwwww .........."


He let out a squeal and mumbled


"kabir dear ! you should get a noble in the category –

" how to offend women in 5 seconds or less ! "


A flashback hit his head abruptly.


                    

FLASHBACK :


During earlier days of their marriage – one night during electricity cut he found out another of her weakness.


She was scared of the dark and she clutched onto him – his shirt in particular.

He shrug her off - shocked himself – seeing her femininity exposed.


Though embarrassed -

Yet she sat near him only claiming –


"I am not scared !

I just don't like dark"



He shook his head unbelieving.


She has to hide her vulnerability.

Even before him.

Such a stubborn mess.



But isn't he doing the same now !

Refusing to accept.

Who is being stubborn now



He knew this day would come.

He saw it coming long before.



When he started believing her.

When her indifference started effecting him.

When her words put knife in his heart.

When her humiliation became his.

When her integrity and his pride turns one entity.

When he started disobeying his mother - for her.

When he shouts at her – 

" I don't have your answer, leave me alone"

And when she actually tries to - he made sure it can never happen.



He knew it all along.


He was falling in love for her.



No !



He already covered long steps from that border.


He is not falling in love.


He is in love !


Madly deeply sadly passionately and hopelessly in love with her.

In love with pooja Sharma.

With pooja kabir mittal.



H beamed a full smile at that.

He likes how her name sound carrying his along.

Even their names belong together.



Or it's the Shakespeare talking in his head.



There is no denying.

Not anymore.


Although there was a time that he can recall –

when he was falling.


He was busy then so never get the chance to confess.

But now he can.


He will remember those days for the rest of his life.

Those were the moments he cherish forever.


When she was deliberately hurling insult onto him and he was trailing after her.

When he first observed her curves in that orange gown in a party.

Although there are other detail too from that time.

The very same party where she made him her waiter.

And obviously he had strike back.



Kabir felt surprised by this new revelation.



He traced back the time when his one sided and wielded romance started.


Much – much before their marriage.

Before the sangeet ceremony where he forcefully dragged her on the dance floor and pulled her into his armed teasingly.

Before he made her make halwa after threatening to kiss her.

In the name of sugar - he remembered that.


That was bizarre he was not the flirt kind.



He beholds – 

he's been running from his feelings since the very beginning.


It was strange, he never considered himself as someone who would run away.

He is a soldier.

He learned to fight till lungs give out.

He had been hiding under the pretense of vengeance.



He built a romantic mission for himself.

To wrong the right.


But


He was not mad at her. 

Never.


He took every insult she gave on his eyelashes.

But he didn't show.


He thought maybe this way –


He can pay his little share of homage to his late father.


For the things he provided him. Material things at least.

House – education – furniture ........!



He never get along with his father.

Never approved his methods.


He knew he was corrupt and greedy.


But never in his wildest dream –

he thought he would stoop low.


His father.

A murderer.


 It's a cross he has to bear for the rest of his life.

A price he has to pay for being P.K. Mittal's son.


Albeit he knew it was a mirage – but –

Kabir allowed himself to believe that he did it all for his family.


For their luxury and not for personal greed.



So why did he played this revenge drama.



That's a million dollar question


With a 2 Rs. answer



He wanted to be around.

In the vicinity.

Close to her.



The moment janhvi mittal threw her wedding band (mangalsutra) on his brother's face.


The instant she let herself burn - a phoenix surface –

Pooja Sharma - the phoenix opened her wings to fly.



He found himself unable to resist her.

He wanted to know her.

He wanted to know who she was.

He wanted to know who is Pooja Sharma in real ??



And while everyone was hurling insults on her – he felt he could see through her.

Broken – like pieces of puzzle.

So he decided to solve the mystery.



But when did he crossed those borders of  -


-Curiosity

-Admiration

-Liking

-Infatuation

-Affection


He can't remember.


As if


It happened in a time lapse.


And


Now !

He is in love.

With the women who took his father's life.


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AUTHOR'S NOTE :

THIS IS THE CONTINUATION OF MY PREVIOUS WORK : MAKING THE FIRST MOVE 

https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/topic/5112922

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PURPOSE OF THAT PART WAS TO HAVE AN INSIGHT INTO THEIR EMOTION.

SO SOMEHOW I FELT IT WAS COMPLETED.☺️

SO I DECIDED - CONFRONTATION HAS TO TAKE PLACE ON A DIFFERENT INDEPENDENT PLATFORM.

I HAVE BOTH OF THEIR CONFESSION IN MIND, 

A SIZZLING KISS MAY BE 🤗🥳

SO DO READ I PROMISE I'LL TRY MY BEST TO DO JUSTICE TO THE STORY.😎

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THANK YOU FOR THE LOVE AND SUPPORT.

WITH LOVE AND REGARDS

TANU

Edited by Tanu221 - 4 years ago
Posted: 4 years ago

Ah he was in love with her along. Now that he has realised that he was always in love with pooja lets see how the confession unfolds. Wonderful update. Looking to read more

Edited by Kaval05 - 4 years ago
Posted: 4 years ago

thank you ! 

yes you will see.

very soon. 

wish me luck for that. 

Posted: 4 years ago

Woahh,, awesome 😍😍😍😍😍

Posted: 4 years ago

Originally posted by PRACHU13


Woahh,, awesome 😍😍😍😍😍

thanx.....😊

next chapter is  far better 😉

Posted: 4 years ago

I'm looking forward to what'll happen next!

This combo of humour and romance is great :') It makes me feel a little better about the show's end

Posted: 4 years ago

Originally posted by mistertweetums


I'm looking forward to what'll happen next!

This combo of humour and romance is great :') It makes me feel a little better about the show's end

😭 😭 that was my intention ...........i really think they should have adopted my writting 🤣

anyways....... i'll be posting next chapter with a bang......

and once the show is finish i 'll try to end it with inclusion of show's storyline....

keep reading and reviewing.

your words mean too much😭🥱😃

Posted: 4 years ago

    smiley41smiley43  WET PUPPY OR A TOWEL WRAPPED KABIR smiley29smiley42


SCENE 1 -

Now !

He is in love.

With the women who killed his father.

And he is going to confess.

Today.

In few minutes.

He remembered when she fall upon him on the bed in the dark and her mangalsurtra wrapped in his button. While she was busy unwrapping it. He was watching the care in her face. She was worried it will break and it did so.

But

She hold herself better than him.

While she was sadly looking at the broken mangalsutra and him.

He jumped away from her -looked left and right, up – down - all around but her.

He quickly left the room abashed.

He remembered every detail of that incident.

Of every incident veritably.

How they both were looking into each other's eyes – searching - a name for their equation.

Occasions like these give him hope that despite their past maybe someday they can move on.

Together.

Become friends at least if not lovers.

With time the embarrassment of being in proximate accidents altered into uneasiness and slowly developed into cute comfortable sarcastic banters.

Now when they bump into each other they tease other with quirky remarks.

She won most of the time.

He'd let her to see her smug face.

She looks cute and incredibly beautiful.

Until recently – when he screwed up everything.

These days he wished he can get back to that. 

To That - innocent, decent, always in control  -  THE GENTLEMAN KABIR.

-Embarrassed when close to her.

-Denial of feeling the way they do.

-Deliberately starting a repartee to change the topic.

-Or ran away sheepishly.

He chuckled.

He has been running away from her so long.

It is so much in contrast to his army man image.

But that's how she is.

She makes soldier nervy.

But now it's not the same.

He doesn't want to be her friend anymore.

Friend is not enough

He wants to be more.

He wanted her to feel what he does for her.

Her to be engrossed in his thoughts all day - just like him.

He wants -

Her love

To be her husband

Her soulmate.

May be that's why he's been behaving that way.

He wanted answers -

 Will she be able to tell the difference?

He wanted to see if it affects her.

When he wouldn't talk to her.

Does she even notices him?

And if yes ! how much.

How more often.

And If she would panic -

If he avoided her deliberately.

If she misses him !

But this has to stop.

He isn't some bimbo vampire of daily soap –

To play games.

He is a man  -  An army man indeed !

He learned to face the situation.

And not back down till - VICTORY OR DEATH !

He has to confront her.

He was in denial. WAS.

But not anymore.

There is no point in denying now.

It's is clear as pure water.

As true as the sun.

As grave as the time itself.

He contemplated again.

How could he ever let himself believe that it was only physical?

Yes he does want to have his way with her. In numerous places and scenarios and clothes and without them........(mental slap !)

And He wants it bad.

But he doesn't want it without love.

Mere lust is not enough.

Not for him.

Even if it's consensual.

( ofcourse only hypothetical possibility)

It's just not enough !

He wants her with his everything.

And he wants her to love him with her everything.

He wants all of her.

Every flaw, every scar.

He wants her  - naked.

Physical and emotional.

Both.

So

No – it is not just physical attraction.

And it is probably the most stupid idea ever came to him.

He wanted to punch himself for thinking this way about his own wife.

Hell ! she is his wife and his only.

He posses her ! He will ! 

They can call him psycho obsessive stalker kind of lover !

WHATEVER SAILS THEIR BOAT !

But it is  the only way - he knows - TO LOVE !

He hopes and pray - she can take it.

Yes he wanted to touch her and feel her.

But it would not be enough

Nothing will be enough

Until

She reciprocated his feelings

Equally if not more intense.

So it's decided he would stop his insanity and just talk to her.

He need to confess.

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SCENE 2 –

Pooja parked the car and found a baseball bat in the garage.

She took it.

Yes she was going to beat him. She will beat him blue and black until he open his mouth and talk to her. In real language.

No she won't be reading his eyes anymore.

Those eyes – confuse her.

Sometimes she sees emotions she can't comprehend. Or emotions she wasn't ready to see or feel. So she will not do it anymore.

If he wants something.

Is he feels something.

He needs to speak up.

And if he won't

She'll make him.

She took quick steps and entered her room. She closed the door behind her. Raising the bat above her head she moved to attack him.

That's when the bathroom door opened to reveal a towel wrapped kabir - shaking his head like a cute wet puppy.

"OH SHIT"

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precap - or i'l kiss you again ............

hello guys.............i'll be posting again in two days.

and i'll finish only after show ends to include it's references.

thank for love and support.

love you all.

do share your view .......... be specific or critising...... whatever you like.....do review please.....

will be waiting for the replies.

Posted: 4 years ago

                                                HE KISSED HER !


# how to stop a screaming pooja ?  -  Kiss her 


Kabir shook his head to wipe off water finally feeling satisfied with his discoveries and resolution. 


"OH SHIT !!!"


He felt air whispering in his ears. he stopped....... it reminded him of his earlier thoughts.

This had become his punchline. Every time he felt himself driven by his libido - often enraged bu her - lip biting - pout faces - seductive eyes - unnecessary skin exposure - accidental touches......and list goes on. He  ran away reminding himself - 

"Oh shit ! how did i end up here ! "

It was his cue to run away before he loses his cool and push her against the nearby wall or anything for that matter and have his way with her. 

In fact - he should be nervous about it - but this feeling actually induce confidence in him - he just needed one chance and he was sure she would be begging for more. He will touch her like she never knew before. One Chance is all he need. ONE !

"snap out of it kabir "   -  he mumbled to himself.

But this " Oh shit" was not his - He closed the bathroom door only to found an iced Pooja checking him out.



"Oh my god ! !

Is she...............

Is ........

checking me out !

yes ! she is blatantly checking me out !"



Came a screaming exiting voice in his head.


" So it was hers - The Oh Shit !  --  does this means she also...........nooooo........shut up .....focus..."


He examined her.

Her eyes were all over his body devouring his every cell. And suddenly his old form took over - The mischief resurfaces.

Kabir moved planning his best interposes to tease her but faltered in horror when he watched the baseball bat above her head.

"what the fu-"


Kabir bawled in his highest voice.


That's when pooja looked at his face. Instantly she moved.

As his face reminded her to resume her previous task -  attack him.



"yooouuuuuuu.........

You little piece of arrogance personified .............

Mr. kabir Mittal ! "



Kabir jumped over the bed to get to the other side while she followed him.



" OH MY GOD ! Poojaaaa................. 

Have you gone mad !



He swing around the bed post - missing her bat.



Yes you have !-

You crazy women ......what- "



kabir stopped to jump over the sofa ducking a hit just in time. He was holding his breath now.



" yooo...uuuuu........ are dead. 

You .....dumbass .....talk to me or you are dead ! i swear !

I WILL KILL YOU !"



Kabir was demented. It's been only 22 minutes when she was humming seducing songs for him. And now she is running after him swearing to kill him  - with a  baseball bat  - And why there's always a bat.

Before he could defend him .........He felt something stuck between his legs.

He looked down to see his towel lying on his foot - already slipping from his waist.




" Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa........................."




Kabir hurriedly turned and found Pooja turning the other way covering her ears and shouting.



" Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa........................."




Kabir joined in -




"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.......aaaaaaaaaaaa...............hhhhhhh"




Picking the towel and pulling it in its place again.

This time he wrapped it much tighter.




"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa................................"



He noticed she was still screaming .....................

His head horses ran wildly tried to find a way - to prevent others from waking at this hour - she was so loud.

He run to her pulled her by arm and plasted on the wardrode and covered her mouth with his hand trying to muffle her voice.



" shut up

What are you doing ! "



"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa...................."



"What the hell ! Pooja !

You want everybody to wake up.

It's past 3 in the morning."



He tried to put some some sense into her who was still screaming - into his hand now and shaking her head wildly against the wardrobe.



"Poojaaaaaa...........

Pooja !

It's okay.

It's okay.

It's just me !


No effect


"oh shit "

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Pooja was shaking her head wildly even though it's paining against the hard wood of wardrobe. She never opened her eyes after the moment they sipped the luscious sight kabir's perfectly sexy and cute bum.

She was shaking her head to remove that scene from her memory.

But you the problem is –


You can't just unsee what you saw.


She felt kabir's strong and rough hand going back.



AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA......................



She screamed again on top of her lungs. But her voice muffled again. This time into something softer. 

But she couldn't stop screaming.

She knew she was loud enough to make a dead body deaf.......but she was using her own shreiking voice to distract her mind from replaying kabir's naked scenery again and again.

But then she felt the soft tissues enclosing her lips together and sucking her lips into them.

She found it hard to breathe she opened her eyes in desperation  -  and found kabir rubbing his nose against hers. With closed clenched eyes.

She needed to breathe she tried to open her mouth when she realized-   


Her mouth melting into his.

HE KISSED HER !

NO ! He was kissing her !

Do something !

kiss him !

No ! idiot ... push him.

I DON'T WANT TO !

Fine ! 

Breathe ! just try to breathe.


And now he is nibbling onto her lips.


She tries to act but her hormones kicked in pushing her reasoning in the backyard of her mind. She felt a high voltage current running through her body. 

Her eyelids felt heavy and she just stopped struggling. It was that dream again - the one she' s having since kabir's insinuation that evening -


"Don't open your mouth 

because you won't be able to talk sweet.

And

I want to eat something sweet - 


HALWA" -  



- no ! not dream - it was a nightmare............he has been kissing her every night since then...... but she can't remember to fall asleep ...... so this is happening ........ is she daydreaming ! ............wooooooohhhh ! now she has started to daydream - 


" The things love does to you "  


-came a long lost voice in her mind.  she ignored it and tried to  understand the situation.

But she couldn't ...... she gave in - to this dream of hers -

too tired and too breathless to resist his work.


She knew this day would come -  This man would be the death of her !


She gave in to kabir and waited for her death due to the lack of oxygen.

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i was going to post this tomorrow but just admit it ......there will be sad moments in the show now...........so enjoy this and cheer now ! 

love to all !

please comment !

Posted: 4 years ago

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