OS - Purvi's portrait |part 2 on page 8| - Page 6

Originally posted by: Ziva01

Supriya am unable to find the link of technical issues in Global Announcements so just post abt the tagging prob in Molkki Help Desk which is on MF and ask Suta ji to convey this issue to the technical team 😳

Hope this ll help dear

You're such sweetheart diii❤️

I'll do it right away ...thanks a lot for you help😉

Loved it 💕💕 very well written 👌 continue soon 👍

awwww.....this is so beautiful!! loved the meaningful dialogues👍🏼

VPS is so bae❤️

Purvi ka apna pyaar mil hi gaya.😳 I love this senti, emotional stuff..my heart warmed that VPS spoke out his dil ki baat..

Do continue writing..looking fwd to more FF more from you

Shree

Loved this scene he was so playful .... they both were

Supriya🤗

Please tell me this is not just an OS! Yiu HAVE to continue....I want to read about Vir actually making the portrait 😳

Superbly written👏 Purvi is so happy that her Kroor Singh is changing n showering her with love ❤

And Vir is also eager to begin a new chapter in his life with his bawari ❤😍

You've expressed their emotions so well

Originally posted by: Manasi_16

Supriya🤗

Please tell me this is not just an OS! Yiu HAVE to continue....I want to read about Vir actually making the portrait 😳

Pehle to OS hi tha ...par now I will continue☺️

Vir Purvi ki portrait bhi banayga aur ek bhot pyara sa surprise bhi dega ❤️

Superbly written👏 Purvi is so happy that her Kroor Singh is changing n showering her with love ❤

And Vir is also eager to begin a new chapter in his life with his bawari ❤😍

You've expressed their emotions so well

Thanks a lot didi ❤️❤️❤️

Yaar Maza aa gya suppa

Song selection k liye👏 ekdam perfect!

Or description of emotions to matlab Kamaal. Kar diya🤗❤️

Jaldi continue kardo ab 😆

Varna Sargam Di ko Di hui dhamki me tumko bhi de Sakti hu 🤣

Here is the continuation of the previous part of my short fiction story.

Recommendation : read it with the song provided 😊🤗😉

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~ A Colorful World ~

Vir took Purvi to the room where he used to paint once.

{Background music - Jiya Dhadak Dhadak Jaye}

https://youtu.be/OWPR0MRvles

Purvi is amazed to find that all the arrangements of paint, canvas, lighting and seating are well complete before hand. This was evident of the fact that Vir had already made up his mind of portraying his lady on the white canvas and today he formally asked for her hand to help him pick up the brush, which without her was impossible for him.

{Tujhe Dekh Dekh Sona

Tujhe Dekh Kar Hain Jagna}

Purvi stares him with deep and serene emotions - an amalgamation so intense, that it was difficult to differentiate between the flickering emotions.

Her heart was beating in her ears, her blood running frozen -- all she could hear were his words reverberating in her ears "Purvi ka Mukhi". She knew he had accepted him, he had conveyed this message to her, so clear, so profound yet not using the word "love" until now. Her eyes were filled with thousands of feelings, reverence and of coarse, tears.

Vir never in his life had been this desperate to pick up his brush since the death of Sakshi. Today was something extraordinary. He was eager to fill colours not only on the white canvas but also in his mundane life -- the colours of love, companionship and faithfulness.

{Maine Yeh Zindagani

Sang Tere Bitaani

Tujhmein Basi Hain Meri Jaan Haai}

He held her hand and made her sit on the couch he had placed just in front of his canvas so that he can portray her beauty as precisely as he could. None of them spoke using their tongues, but their eyes were never quiet, not even for a second. The two pairs were constantly talking, looking into each other, getting lost in each other, asking questions, getting answered, seeking permission and then confessing - that how incomplete they are without one another. They owned each other for eternity. They became the sole ruler of the territory of each other's hearts -- the most exquisite part being they haven't yet spoken out loud.

{Jiya Dhadak Dhadak... (x3)

Jaayen}

Vir then busied himself with making strokes on the canvas with brush in his skilled hands. No matter how old a lion gets, he never forgets to hunt. Similarly, no matter for how long he dint paint, but when he did, he was as perfect as ever.

Whenever he looked at the immaculate figure in front of his eyes, his only desire was - "bhagwan kare tu kabhi meri nazro se durr na jaa sake bawri ...Aur mai zindagi bhar tujhe yun hi nihaarta rahu !! "

Purvi was admiring how perfect her Mukhi ji is. A husband who she had always dreamt of. The silence was killing her now. Unlike Vir, who had dual objectives to focus on, Purvi had only one. Her whole body started burning with impatience whenever he laid his eyes on her. The emotions which she had successfully kept buried for so long were now creating havocs inside her. She decided to break the silence or she might go insane with the rising adrenaline in her stomach.

{Kabse Hai Dil Mein Mere Armaan Kai Ankahe...

Inko Tu Sunle Aaja Chaahat Ke Rang Chadha Jaa...

Kehna Kabhi To Mera Maan Haai}

She spoke without giving a second thought to her words - Mukhi ji... Apne sakshi ji ki tasveer bina unhe dekhe bana li thi, to fir humari tasveer hume dekh kar kyo bana rhe hai??

(Purvi cursed herself for saying something that will surely ruin the moment now) she bit her tongue and started looking down - waiting for him to say something.

Vir put down his brush and walked to her. He sat on his knees in front of her and held her hands. Purvi was shocked to see such a calm Vir in front of her. Why is he sitting on his knees? How come he dint shout at me for counter questioning him about sakshi? Has he really changed so much? Or am I dreaming and he's going to blurt out at me again?

He broke her chain of thoughts and spoke with utmost affection in his voice - kyoki mai tujhe chahe kitna bhi dekh lun, kabhi mera mann na bharta. Mai tujhe bina dekhe bhi teri tasveer bana sakta hun par aj maine aisa naa kiya kyoki mai teri khubsurati apni ankhon me basa kar use rango me utarna chahta tha. Samjhi baawrriii??

He smirked, thinking how innocent and insecure she is.

{Jiya Dhadak Dhadak... (x3)

Jaayen... }

Purvi held his hands tight, tears rolling down her cheeks. She placed one of her hand on his face and bent down to rest her head on his shoulder.

"Mukhi ji, hum humesha se chahte the ki ap bhi humse pyaar kre. Aur aj jab hume ye ehsaas ho rha hai ki ap humse kitna pyaar krte hai to humse humari hi khushi sambhali nhi jaa rhi !!! Ek ajeeb sa darr lag rha hai hume"

Vir lifted her head and rose to sit beside her. "Is khushi ki aadat daal le ab tu bawri. Aur kis baat ka darr lag rha hai tujhe? Mai hun na tere sath !!"

P - apki baahon se jyada sukoon hume duniya me kahi aur nhi milta Mukhi ji. Aur hume darr bhi is baat ka hi hai -- kahi agar humse apka saath chhin gya to hum jee nhi payge ....!!" She started sobbing on his chest while completing her sentence.

Vir puts a finger on her mouth - sshhh !! Abhi abhi to zindagi ki nayi shuruaat karne ka vaada kiya hai humne aur abhi se tu aisi baatein karne lagi. Virendra Pratap Singh ka pyaar marte dum tak kam naa hoga ye likh ke le le tu.

{Lagta Hain Yeh Kyu Mujhe Sadiyon Se Chaahu Tujhe... }

Purvi hugged him. Vir put his arm around her waist and with the other one patted her head. "Ib tu aise rowegi to ye tasweer kaise puri kruga mai. Aise rote hue banau tujhe??" He teased her.

Purvi snapped back - haa taki ap zindagi bhar hume chidha sake ? Nhi royge hum. Ap jaldi se ye tasweer puri kijiye.

Vir stood up and took a step forward but then turned back. "Tu janna chahti thi na ki mai tanne dekhe bina teri tasweer bana saku hun ki naa.... To ib dekh." He brings a blindfold and asks Purvi to tie it around her eyes and make sure he is not able to see anything. Purvi counters by saying that she trusts him whole heartedly and that he need not do any such thing but Vir insists. "Maine kaha na bandh. Par haa ib rango ko pehchanne me meri madad karni hogi tujhe."

Purvi agrees and smiles - apko jab bhi humari zaroorat hogi hm humesha apke sath hoge !!

{Mere Sapno Mein Aake Apna Mujhko Banake...

Mujhpe Tu Kar Ehsaan Haai}

After this, Vir asked Purvi to stand in front of the canvas and pass him the colour he asked for and takes promise from her that she won't take any sneak peek at the portrait until he asks her to. Purvi happily agrees.

Time went by. They kept on talking sweetly, reminiscing their past and embracing their anticipated future. They forgot about food and water, so deeply were they lost in one another. Hours passed and finally came the time when Vir was about to give the final touch to his portrait.

Vir - bawri, bas in tera aur mhara intejar khatm hone wala hai. Thodi der aur!!!!

Purvi was way too excited to have a look at herself - first time from his point of view. "Mukhi ji jaldi kariye na.. humse aur sabar nhi ho rha ab"

V - ayee chidokali bawriii... Tu aise bak bak karegi na to mai na dikhauga tujhe yo. (He smirked on the kind of expression he thought Purvi might have given on his remark)

{Jiya Dhadak Dhadak... (x3)

Jaayen... }

After some time

Vir asks bawri to open his blindfold but don't look at the portrait now. She does as told. Vir opens his eyes and he himself is dumbstruck on the sight of the painting. He then lays his eyes on the actual life possessing diva - his wife. "Ib dekh aake.." he holds her hand and pulls her in front of the canvas.

Purvi's mouth fell open - Mukhi ji ye to bhot sundar hai" she exclaims.

The portrait was so beautiful and realistic that for a minute any one would consider it to be a mirror and not a canvas.

P - hume vishwas nhi ho rha ki koi ankhe band karke bhi itni khubsurat tasveer bana sakta hai 😍 her eyes were filled with awe and devotion for her husband.

V - ib ho gya tanne yakeen, ki kitna PYAAR karta hun mai tere ta ❤️

He wraps his arms around her waist and rests his head on her shoulder.

Purvi places her palms on his cheeks and turns her head to plant a soft kiss on cheeks. Vir is shocked to see such a bold bawri in front of him. He immediately opens his eyes and turns her to face him. His grip getting stronger around her. "yo key kiya tune bawri..?? Fir se kar" he said with a naughty smirk.

P - Mukhi ji, lalach achhi baat nhi hai. Abhi jitna mil gya utne me khush rahiye. (Purvi said teasing his longings, for she has sensed her arousal right after her kiss)

But Vir was in no mood of letting her go so easily. He grabbed her tightly and crashed his mouth onto hers, kissing her wildly, passionately. He demanded for more and Purvi happily surrendered. Her own desires were rising now. Vir decided to take revenge on her so he broke the kiss and started moving back. "tu manne tadpana chaah rhi thi na... Ib bata ..."

Purvi was on the verge of being turned on and seeing him go felt like thunderbolts on her. She immediately took forward steps and curled her arms around his neck, engaging him into a hungry, demanding kiss.

They confessed their love, fears and insecurities to each other and became of one another. This moment of devotion had come after so many ups and downs in their lives. And in this moment they vowed to stay together and love each other unconditionally for eternity and become ONE forever!!

{Vir's painting room witnessed the most passionate and wild Avatar of him with his bawri. 😝}

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I don't know kaisa likha hai ...par I hope you all like it 😊

Yaar page no. bhi daala kar topic m

How many times I've to tell u suppa?😲

Originally posted by: Piyaazzz

Yaar Maza aa gya suppa

Song selection k liye👏 ekdam perfect!

Or description of emotions to matlab Kamaal. Kar diya🤗❤️

Jaldi continue kardo ab 😆

Varna Sargam Di ko Di hui dhamki me tumko bhi de Sakti hu 🤣

Naa dhamki ki zarurat nhi 🤣

Maine likh dia agla part ...padh le aake