#IPKKND/ArShi Poolside Moments/A splishin&splashin’!/NEW post p123 - Page 123

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Holi passed, leaving some colorful ideas and the spunk in Khushi. Her notebook had all of her ideas numbered after she had identified ASR's top pinching nerve moments and habits. However, these ideas took on a different shape after Heer Ranjha's moment, when the war of hearts and minds took a dark turn, leading to intimidation for Khushi and the pain of dejection in love for Arnav.

Khushi distanced herself from everything and him....Her mission was to get on his nerves so he could let her go on his own. But she was unaware that he knew her heartbeat belonged to him. That confession will come way later on Telepathy night, where both will admit to their terms of falling for this love.

Falling in love with Khushi was very real, but ASR used to shake his head when people talked about soul mates, poor deluded individuals grasping at some supernatural ideal not intended for mortals; however, it sounded like an unrealistic approach according to ASR" Two different individuals can't live whole life together.".

Then, they met, and everything changed. The cynic became the converted, the sceptic, an ardent zealot, but that was the fighting point of heart and mind. No, he can't fall for this two-timer, a gold digger. Did he have any control over that? No, but before marriage, it became serious because now he had to face another challenge: he had fallen for her, and he had admitted it to her in his own way. Then, suddenly, he saw her in another man's arms. How could he not see it? How could he fall for such a trap?

She stopped talking to him after the night of Heer Ranjha's. That irritated him the most when she refused to fight for her rights. He challenged her further so she could open her mouth, but in vain. He wanted her not to show her face, not even in the office or at home. Well, she took an oath to fulfil his wish. Teary eyes yet determined to challenge in return in her own way. Her way of getting even with ASR, as always.

She disappeared from his eyes and accepted his wish, fulfilling his hope. Her bruised heart, her hurt was fresh after seeing his sweet side for his sister. How could he be so different for two people? Her oppressed, aggressive side surfaced with a determination.

When he got back from the office on his first day, she was nowhere to be found in his vicinity. His eyes searched for her for a while, and even called her "Khu," as he was used to seeing her around him at this hour.Yet he shrugged with a little nudge in his shoulder and made peace, keeping his ego chin up. He couldn't sleep properly at night, though. The moment he woke up, she wasn't there. His eyes automatically went to bed, hoping to find her there, but no sight of her. Did he even try to look for her? Nope.

It was better to lock up his heart with a merciless padlock than to fall in love with someone who didn't know what she meant to him once. That was ASR's mission, but he couldn't ignore this heartbeat, which he always felt right next to his. Har bar, Hamesha.

Things became unbearable the next day when her voice was nowhere to be heard. Her smile, her laughs, her jokes, the rhythm of her anklet, everything was missing from this room, this home. The only thing he could see was her stars. He even picked up his phone and called her, but she wasn't receiving calls. He moved forward and held her star within his fingers, feeling her presence to the most, but that wasn't enough. She didn't even receive him at the door today either. Only pool of blue shadow on his cheek was the witness.

Love does not appear with any warning signs. You fall into it as if pushed from a high diving board. No time to think about what's happening. It's inevitable. An event you can't control. A crazy, heart-stopping, roller-coaster ride that has to take its course.

Now the Rakshus took off his cloak and became Rajkumar, walking towards his queen. A search where the heart took control over the mind. He didn't want anyone else to find her; HP or Nani were not for this hike. He had to follow his own heart, and it was as if she could hear his heartbeat as well, which was racing in tandem with hers.

The voice of Love seemed to call to him, but it was a correct number that was picked up by both heartbeats to resonate in his surroundings. He followed it, but she was not ready to give up and turned him down. In between, there was a relief, yet there was this thin line of separation of the prince and the princess who was confused about his bipolar nature, I must say. My eyes felt the pain that he felt at that moment, lowering his head with closed eyes, being remorseful, when she called him Shaitan.

Love is imperfect. Falling for someone's flaws is just as necessary as falling for their strengths. Not words, but rather, she fell in love with his silence and his eyes, which were what she always felt. His eyes, his touch, his presence and even his few mean words were what she always melted into.

She knew her absence had done the damage to him, and he couldn't sleep at all. This is Khushi we're talking about; she could irritate him to hell, but she couldn't inflict this kind of torture on him. She entered their room, expecting to hear his vital ASR tone, but found him asleep. Ah, she knew he wasn't going to without seeing her. This was all ASR's strategy, not to say sorry. She didn't even turn around until he slept peacefully, and he might be hoping to see if she might start any conversation first, but nah. She slept, having made sure Rajkumar's thirst was quenched by seeing his princess.

Just like a storm doesn't last forever. It can scare you; it can shake you to your core. But it never lasts. The rain subsides, the thunder dies, and the winds calm to a whisper. And that moment after the storm, when the clouds pass, when all is silent and still, you find peace. Quiet, gentle peace.

Well, that peace didn't last long when Khushi found that he was allergic to love. Ah, what could be better than this? Just give him a sugar pill of extra-strength love with extra crispy obedience—no fights yet extra challenges every other second in Khushi's style.

Hundred ways to irriate the ASR mission took another shape now. I mean, Gopi Bahu, who couldn't walk properly, yet successfully scared ASR by taking his shoes off without mango juice in it. Unbelievable man!

We don't fall in love with people because they're inherently good, or because we like them. We fall in love with people whose darkness we recognise. You can fall in love with a person for all of the right reasons, but that kind of love can still fall apart. But when you fall in love with a person because your monsters have found a home in them-- that's the kind of love that owns your heart and mind. That was what happened to Khushi. She found her home in ASR regardless of its nature.

She was slipping through her mission, seeing him asleep peacefully, but she rebuked herself for sticking to this challenge. Was she successful?

Well, all we could see were their heartbeats echoing through the room, through the redness of her cheeks, and his hoarse voice when he called her Khushi. They slipped briskly into an intimacy from which they never recovered momentarily. It proved right there in that moment that Intimacy is the capacity to be rather weird with someone and find that it's okay with them. A man like ASR would never let anyone do this to him, except for Khushi.

He was utterly spellbound by this and her weird attitude towards him. Why wasn't she fighting anymore? How come she wasn't questioning this forced marriage?

Well, she had other plans.

Remember earlier, after taking control of his closet, she took his own room. He slept outside on the poolside and woke up with a stiff neck. I must say, after experiencing this, he never let her sleep on the floor outside again, even during their visit to the Gupta house. What a stubborn man he is, but he made her get up from his bed along with Lakshami to turn the volume down on future predictions.

Now it was Khushi's turn to take control of his bathroom. She could have done this easily, but she had to do it at the same time ASR had to use it. Revenge is when an eye for an eye was the rule for Khushi at the moment.

Of course, ASR wouldn't bend to the terms, so he tricked the madam into taking his charge. How could she back down?

After all, Aaj amusam hai suhana, kapde dhone ka hai banana, la la la.

She started beating clothes as if she wanted to beat him at his own game. He didn't want the family to see or hear this drama, as it would lead to unnecessary questions and arguments. He let her go for a shower after her sweet threats... The look on his face was like, "Honey, no offence, but sometimes I think I could instead be alone, but not seeing you is not an option in my life.

She took her sweet time, and when she came out, the essence of her wet hair and her glowing skin took his breath away. All he could do was stare at her while she was busy drying her hair. He loved her open hair, and now the wet touch to his skin added a new level of seduction. After all, he was a man.

He wasn't exactly sure when it happened. Or even when it started. All he knew for sure was that right here and now, he was falling hard for her, and he could only pray that she was feeling the same way.

Hate cannot drive out hate: only love can do that. At this moment, the darkness of his heart and his past was getting light shining on him with this bit of innocent beauty, whom he hated so much for ruining his life, but he couldn't deny the love he had only for her, either.

In her presence, there’s no need for continuous conversation, but he found he was pretty content just having her nearby. Things that had never interested him before became fascinating because he knew they were essential to her, who was so special to him that he hadn't even realised it. Anjali will make him realise this later. "You don't even know by yourself how much you care about Khushi"

Seeing him immersed in her, Khushi had to break the spell. A hundred ways to spoil a romantic moment could only be done by Khushi.

"What were you waiting for, Mr.?Go take a shower." I loved the way she gave him "What the" moment with eyebrows up, copying ASR in her style over his annoyance. Cute!

On the second day, the story took a different turn. She wanted to play with his schedule, but he wasn't in the mood today. Right after gym, he headed to the bathroom, leaving her beseeching. She turned off the water as a threat, and until he admitted to coming out quickly, she didn't leave him a choice. He came out with a roar in his steps and embarked on her. She collided with his bare chest. He had not tried to steady her this time. It was she who had clung to him, her arms resting lightly on the wet towel, a little jump from the ground due to no room between them.

“I cannot let you burn me up, nor can I resist you. No mere human can stand in a fire and not be consumed.”― A.S. Byatt,

The primal lust, the sheer needs of two people in heat, quickly finding ways to express their sacred hunger to each other through their eyes. Their wrath or challenge had no chance to survive in such closeness. His eyes were burning as always, and his eyes never missed the opportunity to fall on her lips, and her lips were drawn to his like a moth to a flame.

This time, there's nothing gentle about this encounter. It was all passion and the wetness of dripping water, along with curious hands. His breath touched her uninvitedly. Her image mirrored in his eyes and his in hers. Embraced, tightly breathing on each other, two swaying souls kept in secret, shielded by their heartbeats, soothing unquenched thirst for one another. Their throbbing hearts were finding peace in fervour.

Maybe the dripping water did the magic to lower the scorching heat between them, and brought his mind back to ASR mode.

"Don't you dare switch off the water again!" He warned her with a baiting, gritty tone.

She couldn't come to her senses yet. They moved to opposite sides. She was lost in her loud heartbeats. He intoxicated her beyond words. He couldn't ignore his effect on her, as always. He didn't forget to remind her of the time she was losing the very same way she did the last day. Wet hair, wet bare skin, grainy voice, mischievous damsel, a perfect concoction for a passionate romance here.

Now it was his turn to play along when she entered the bathroom. "Maybe I turned off the water already" Over her threats was another level. ASR, with a sprain in his neck, in front of the mirror, was very much invited .

Her scream at the cockroach and his sister's insistence made him look for the uninvited guest between them, bringing another intimate moment. Water played a romantic role in these episodes. The poolside magic, along with the bathroom shower, was getting them engaged to bring this world back to some normalcy for these two.

Khushi resented his insolent words when he turned on the faucet. She screamed, Cockroach again. She was incorrigible and asked him to see that there was a big cockroach on the mirror. Arnav looked at the mirror and understood her banter. Khushi frowned and smiled mischievously. Being flagrant, he threatened to keep her from showing her face all day. A point to note is that he mentioned only one day. She looked unimaginably attractive, her hair flicking with the movement of her breath. How could he resist that?

She strode fast in anger, but slipped on the soap. And her knight in shining armour held her in his arms right away. The inverse effect of his own words surfaced instantly. She was right in front of his face, so close that he couldn't spare himself either. She snaked her arms around his neck comfortably like this was her right for eternity. For a moment, they became lost in each other's eyes. Her touch invaded his senses, like a frozen dance move. She leaned backwards, he loomed over her, their eyes locked, gazing at each other... The one true, naked moment since the morning.

Their warmth dissipated every resolution between them for a moment. So consumed by his gaze, she was only vaguely aware that he had clasped her by her waist. His intense gaze on her face kept her hooked on him for a brief moment, before they both sobered up in an attempt to dissolve the unnerving awkwardness between them. He let her go after a while and left her instantly, but Khushi was still in perturbation.

There was a fire without flames, and souls burned no prints today.

Well, among all these moments, she was the instigator. Hundred ways to irritate ASR became a challenge itself for her at the end. ASR was right, "Tum kuch nahin kar sakti" You can't do anything. But she was doing all sorts of things to him in return.

Her "Pyar ke is narkh main aapka suwagat hai"

Welcome to the hell of Love ...

It sounded like yesterday when he was telling the same in his office

Welcome to Hell

Who was in hell, and who was in heaven?

Their hearts were in heaven for sure...

I hate this when I finish the post, and it disappears. Sometimes, the new settings are not particularly friendly on IF. I wish there could be an easier way.

Now just finished it

https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/post/167097521

Welcome back di

Awesome post of this phase where she was taking her frustration out. She wanted to be heard after what happened in between them for this forced marriage, after marriage, and then one after the other all those incidents where he was lashing out but her punch was not that strong. The only reason I think he went along with all of her craziness was her confession on Holi that her heartbeat goes faster when he comes closer to her.

All the edits and the summary of all those episodes are too good. I love reading about them and their growing relationship.

Thank you for taking the time.

Kamal hai so gaye?

I love when she says that and explains her plans purposely where she doesn't have to see his face either. He was hurt, but my question was, didn't you ASR ask for it?

Now why are are you so upset over this?

I love this edit

and this

This time, there's nothing gentle about this encounter. It was all passion and the wetness of dripping water, along with curious hands. His breath touched her uninvitedly. Her image mirrored in his eyes and his in hers. Embraced, tightly breathing on each other, two swaying souls kept in secret, shielded by their heartbeats, soothing unquenched thirst for one another. Their throbbing hearts were finding peace in fervour.

Love the above description of their encounter in bathroom or out of the bathroom. The heat was the same. He made sure to make her stop in her tracks showing her how this could be ended in my opinion but he never crossed his limit. Even though she mentioned for six months she is Mrs. KKGSR and everything of his is hers as well.

Thank You for making my Khushi's edit

The way her victory smile pops up after finding out his weakness which is not other than LOVE, Ah, she devised the plan to kill him with love. Cashni main dabo dabo ke

My Khushi is just too cute.

I'll be back

Originally posted by: CrystalJam

Welcome back di

Awesome post of this phase where she was taking her frustration out. She wanted to be heard after what happened in between them for this forced marriage, after marriage, and then one after the other all those incidents where he was lashing out but her punch was not that strong. The only reason I think he went along with all of her craziness was her confession on Holi that her heartbeat goes faster when he comes closer to her.

All the edits and the summary of all those episodes are too good. I love reading about them and their growing relationship.

Thank you for taking the time.

That pink and whatever he did to her, and how she was getting treated by all was enough for him to tone it down. She also threatened to leave him, and only because of her jiji and ASR's threat to separate Akash and her, but how long? Finally, Akash rooted his ground against all odds to stand with Payal. Many factors were involved.

Originally posted by: CrystalJam

Kamal hai so gaye?

I love when she says that and explains her plans purposely where she doesn't have to see his face either. He was hurt, but my question was, didn't you ASR ask for it?

Now why are are you so upset over this?

Well, here we are talking about ASR the most dual personality person. He never was sure what he is saying that is why Khushi said that later on her bday, aapko khud bhi pata hai ke isska kya matlab hai

Originally posted by: Roop_P

I love this edit

and this

This time, there's nothing gentle about this encounter. It was all passion and the wetness of dripping water, along with curious hands. His breath touched her uninvitedly. Her image mirrored in his eyes and his in hers. Embraced, tightly breathing on each other, two swaying souls kept in secret, shielded by their heartbeats, soothing unquenched thirst for one another. Their throbbing hearts were finding peace in fervour.

I love the above description of their encounter in the bathroom or outside the bathroom. The heat was the same. He made sure to make her stop in her tracks, showing her how this could be ended, in my opinion, but he never crossed his limit. Even though she mentioned that for six months she is Mrs. KKGSR and everything of his is hers as well.

Thanks Roop

The primary purpose of this track was to drag the MU, but at the same time,e it gave them time to develop the relationship between these two

He never crossed the limit, and that was the beauty of this show.