Washed away in love!

Friends since many a day, the forum has been a little heavy and weighed down,due to a certain Mr,MR's exit Hence with a veiw to provide a little relief and light heartedness,I endeavour to nimbly tip toe into an area where as a writer I have not been before, at least on this forum. Although I must admit, that to me it feels a bit like " there fools rush in where angels fear to tread"! Soooohere it is, what ever you experts may wish to call this piece of text.....

Washed Away In Love

She moves purposefully towards his cupboard,on opening, she scans all his outfits hung stationary in place.His lemon musk, woody fragrance of Armani Emporio wafts up her nostrils and she dreamily closes her eyes;how much she adores him, almost to her death!

Not so long ago,she had reminded him to get showered,which begrudgingly ,he had adhered to.As she neatly lay out his steel grey kurta at the end of their bed, she can hear him in their bathroom,brushing his teeth,for every so often she hears the gush of water slosh and stop. Oh good! he has started the ablution.The clink of glass sounds,as she tenderly smooths the faint creases on his kurta, she muses how even out of her sight in the santuary of their bathroom,her ears, inspite of her being engaged in a task,are still keyed into what he is doing inside....She can hear him pottering about,suddenly lapsing into a gentle whirring ... maybe he is grooming the stubble on his face! good she thought biting her lip gently! 😳

Again she can hear the sound of splahes against the wash basin...interrupted by his fair rendition of Kasie batieen,kyon thujhko chahein, yaara bata na pyain .bataien dilon ki...She blushingly smiles as she spreads his pyjama on the bed ..

Nakku! she hears saab's voice now, he's stopped singing... Nakku! she hears again as she progresses towards his cupboard to get his hankerchief....... Nakushhhhha he hollers, she quickly advances towards the slightly ajar bathroom door.... Haan saab,kya hai,sab theek hai? ...... Nakku, his holler notches down to talk level tempo. Nakku ander ah! Saab mein?

😲 .... Nakku jaldi ah,he repeats agitatingly....She realizes he sounds desperate, and is about to act upon his request,when she realizes OH Bappa,he might be in his birthday suit!😲 .....Nakku he calls again ,better go in before he loses it my Dutta Saab. She puts her clammy hand on the ajar door and gingerly steps inside the bathroom her eyes tightly shut expecting heaven knows what ,she cannot even let the thought enter her pure mind,even now that she is married to him.....😊 phew! aaaawh! she saw him sitting on a high stool under a trickling shower, with his broad bare back to her,clad in his pyjama bottoms! Chal ab kya dekh rahi hai? .... Haan saab,she answered highly embrassed at her thoughts,as if he realized ,he turned his head backward slightly 😊 gazing at her with his narrowing eyes..chal nakku ruk kyon gai? haan saab she said as she slowly moves towards him ...... Nakku dil tho tha aaj kai thujhay jhor ka jhatkha doon..... par tera saab itna besharam nahi hai! ⭐️ ...... She becomes beetroot red in her face and neck.....Jal ab soch nai aur meri back per saaboon laga! his hand turns on the shower knob and countless streams of water drizzle down his back, she reaches for the shower gel and rubs it on his solid back...hmmmm.. zor se kar nakku, dar kyon rahi hai! kha nahi jahoon ga, he says with a tiny teeny smile ,which she too notices shly Haan saab ......

She looks up at his face ,against the gentle stream of the shower, it is caught in layers of water ,his wispy water logged hair clings to his broad forehead concealing his eye brows as well,and his groomed stubble glistens with minuscule watery spray😊..... she looks on tenderly and muses he's like a big fringed water baby!! He feels her smile again at his present condition with tilted head and narrow eyes burdened with water and once again he captures her smile!

Nakku ,he splutters, as water dribbles down his parted lips, ab meray ser pa shampoo laga.... Haan saab, she squeezes the shampoo on her palm and rubs it on his head ,working her fingers to lather his silky hair ,the white soapy water runs down his face and eyes.oooooooooooooooooooooooooeh! he screamed, Nakku meri ankhoon par to mut laga ,phir se undhakarna hai kya? Nahi saab .... The water rinses the foamy lather from his body and he said....chal ab bas kar Nakku, and before she knows it he stands up from the stool, faces her with his pyjames sticking to his legs ; he reaches out for her warm arm with his tepid hand and says Nakku adhir ah...saab ...ghup! he retorts and increases the shower ...saab mujhe jahroo.... meri sari geli ho jaygi..... mujhe janey do bahut kam hai mujhe! he lets go of her arm ,and she steps backwards... acha chal Nakku towel dey aur jaa! Nakku walks away brisjly,but smiling shly... she hears saab sing kase batiyan kuon thuje ko chahein batien dilon ki ...tu jane naa........ tu jane naaa!!

Mishal,Mishal,Mishal+++

now friends if this script is worth while I might try to do more, maybe dutta ,nakku,baji shopping.......