reserved for OS dedication to Nidha and Jaya...My two sweetest buddies
My Blessed Raindrop
AR Version
(Scroll Down For ARSH version)
links to other versions like AshNi, Arhi, Arjuhi, Maaneet will be added in a day or two i this post
He
entered the huge doors of her house, ruffling his hairs to remove the
little rain drops that stuck in his hairs just to cover the tiny
distance between his car and the house door only to hear the chirpy and
excited voice of his beloved. His hand stop in the middle and a smile
automatically came on his lips as he imagined her.The curiosity arise
in him to see her and know the reason which could lit that smile on her
angelic face. He followed the source of voice and moved from the
living room to the opened backyard door. He laughed seeing her playing
with her cousins in the puddles of mud made by rain in the soil of her
backyard. Her body was fully drenched with water, her blue sleeveless
thigh length frock doing wonders to her skin. Her wet hairs were coming
on her face making her irritated but nothing could stop her to enjoy
the bliss of this season of Monsoon. It was difficult for him to not
gaze at her and not appreciate this beauty. As if feeling someone
stare, she stopped and started looking around and just in mean time he
hid himself behind the curtain. Her eyes searched around for some time
but on her 7 years cousin nudge, she diverted her attention back on the
rain. Armaan laughed at her facial expressions. "She looks so sweet"
and he found his heart filled with love for her to the brim. He sighed
leaning against the rail of the door. His eyes couldn't get enough of
her. His heart could never love her to the most. She is a blessing of
God and She is his. He was still lost in her when a old servant came to
him. "Armaan Baba, You here...Should I call Riddhima Bitiya??" The servant asked with love filled voice. "Nahi
Kaka...let her enjoy" Armaan looked out at her for a moment, seeing
her making funny faces with her cousins and then back at Kaka. "Till
that time she gets free, I will sit in her room But can you please
bring two cups of coffee there" Armaan asked with a smile on his face
and rolling his nose. Armaan never liked to order Kaka, he rather make
requests. Kaka smiled. He adored this boy and is too happy that his bitiya is going to have such a lovely life partner ahead after facing so many hardships in her life. Kaka nod and after giving a lovefilled pat on Armaan's hand, left. After giving Riddhima a last glimpse, Armaan too went up the stairs to her room.
Her
house had a strange territory inside. Armaan was never asked to sit in
the living room by Gupta family like normal families do to there
to-be son-in-law. He was directly asked to wait for Riddhima in her
room like no one cares what they both do behind those walls. Where
sometimes it make Armaan smile to get extra, free of interruption time
with Riddhima, yet sometimes he would feel disgust of them to for being
so ignorant of there child. She was an adopted child of Shashank
and Smriti Gupta. Apple of their eyes. And after the death of Smriti
Gupta when she was around 14, she was not treated more than a liability
and responsibility by her family. Shashank
fulfill her financial needs but no one dared to look at her heart that
needed love more than money. She used to cry in nights laying in her
lonely bed. Her pillow was a witness of her tears who absorbed them,
trying to put some comfort. Her quilt will try to provide warmth in the
cold nights. Her room will try to shelter her from the hardness of the
weather. But she didn't need anything from that. She needed the
comfort, warmth and shelter from a living person rather than these
non-living, non responsive objects. And finally the darkness of her
life vanished with the entrance of this amazing person whom she just
collided while crossing the road and that day, she felt that she got
her destination. They met in the college next time few days later. He
was in his final year of masters while she just joined the college few
days back for her masters degree. He looked out from the window of her
room as he remembered how he was sitting with his gang to tease the new
comers and seeing her entering, his heart skip a beat. The girls of
his group smirk seeing her nervousness being a new-comer and the boys
drool at her perfectly curved body and was planning on how to get her
but he stopped them all. "Leave her...no one dare tease her" He
announced only to see his jaw-drop friends faces. He never defended
anyone before but right then, there was a story behind this girl's face
that was asking for help and he couldn't stop himself but to rescue
her. Rather he gets up and helped her with the classes and getting
schedule from the reception. He could still laugh imagining those faces
full of shocked expressions of his friends. A few months later, when
they were sharing the relation of good friends, Riddhima confide in
him, telling him about her reality. Being from a huge fun-loving
family, Armaan knew what he would feel if he just have to stay a day
without the love of his them. He would better like to die rather than
living that hideous day and on realizing Riddhima bearing all that
ignorance from many years, his heart went for her. His chain of
thoughts got interrupted when Kaka brought the hot cups of coffee just
the way he like. Armaan put the lids on them so the coffee didn't get
cold before Riddhima come up. "Kaka.." Armaan stopped Kaka who was
about to left. "Ji Armaan Baba''
He turned with a smile. "Can you please get me some candles and a
matchbox??" Armaan asked. "Sure Beta" Kaka again turned to go out when
Armaan again stopped him "Kaka, Please quickly". Kaka laughed at his
impatient look "As quick as my bones will allow me". Armaan chuckled on
that. He heard Riddhima's scream as her cousin's throw a water
balloon at her that burst as it touch her body. "Owww''
Armaan heard her and saw her grabbing another water balloon aiming
Romit, her 18 year old cousin. No matter how much she cried for getting
this life, but she also gets few great stuff in it too. Like her
cousins who loved there Didi the most and her Maasi
who also is her Chachi and loved her as much as her mother did but
then, she was the center of attention in her mother's life and her
Chachi do have her own kids to look after too. Still, she is more than
happy to get the mother's affection she was getting. She has learned to
be happy even on the small things rather than wishing for big ones.
Soon, Kaka brought the candles and saying thanx
Armaan started arranging them around the room. Hearing her foot steps
and giggles, he hid himself behind the door. "You should quickly fresh
up and then we can go out for a long drive and eat those chana chat and pani puri's
from the road side" Riddhima said making her a mouth-watering sound.
Armaan smirk cause all Riddhima's plan, has to change in a few seconds.
"yaahoo..."
Her cousin's shouted and smiling she entered the room, only to be
left spell-bound. The candles of the room providing a warmth between
the coldness of air entering her room from the window. Two coffee mugs
on a small table beside her bed were graced with three different sized
white candles. "Awww..." She gleefully looked at it, intervened her
fingers under her chin making a dreamy look. Armaan locked the door to
avoid interruption while she was busy admiring the beauty of the scene
and in next second, she felt two hands wrapping around her soaked
waist, pulling her behind as she hit a man's chest and even before
turning, she knew who he was. Her knight in shining armor. Her savior.
Her reason of happiness and focal point of her life. His hot breath
caressed her cold cheek and she hissed feeling the sensuality of the
moment. "You liked it?" He whispered huskily on purpose, in her ear.
She shivered and smiled. "Loved It" She replied. "You are the most
romantic guy in the world, you know that" She added a few moments
later, still looking ahead and feeling the warmth of his embrace. "You
mind that??" He asked with a raise brow. "Never". She turned around and
hold him from his shirt in a tight grasp as his hands hugged her from
her waist. "I just want you to stay like this forever...bringing and
showing love to me even in just a causal thing as sharing a coffee" She
said with a smile which dulled as she spoke further. "You know I need
that the most". And no one better than him know that. "Riddhima" he
took her name with a deep feeling truly depicting from his tone as he
cupped her face. "All the love stored inside me is for you, my
love...today and tomorrow and it's never going to change for a single
thing" His words fill her with content as she hugged him. No matter how
bad her life seemed to be, she don't wanna change a single thing in it
cause it gave her, Him. Her destination, Her power, Her strength, Her
hope of a better life, Her Love, Armaan Malik. Armaan took a deep breath inhaling that moist fragrance of her body. Intoxicant. That's all he could say.
"So enjoying rain haan??".
He asked with a raised brow. "Yeah. I love it" Riddhima break the hug
and moved Armaan with herself to stand in the window. "So calm, So
beautiful" She put forward her hand and collected a few drops in her
palm. Armaan smiled seeing the innocent beam of happiness on her face. *Thush*
Armaan surprisingly turn his face a little as Riddhima splash the
collected few drops on his face breaking his trance. Her giggle made
him turn back to her as he grinned and then laughed with her. They
both looked out into the purity of nature infront
together for a moment when Armaan turned to get the cups of coffee.
Passing her one, his left hand went around her waist from the back and
from other, he was sipping his coffee. He just couldn't stop himself to
touch her. Riddhima leaned to put head on his shoulder and asked a
moment later. "What do you see infront
Armaan?" Armaan looked at her surprisingly with the sudden change of
topic. "What do you mean by that?" He asked. Riddhima took a sip of her
coffee and clear her question. "What do you think is the future of
these rain drops?" Her question was silly. He thought. But seeing the
serious expression on her face, made him stop to tease her and he
himself get serious. He cleared his throat "hmmm...I
see them absorbing into the arms of that soil which captured them
inside itself and cherish them to the most" He said looking down in the
backyard, putting his cup on the rail with a bright smile on his face.
"You know what I see?" Riddhima asked looking down too now. "What?" "I
see them striking the hardness of the rocks and floors and going into
sewerage pipes" Armaan was disturbed by her thoughts but she
continued. "Life is just like this rain na
Armaan...These rain drops are just like people around us...coming from
a same source, the cloud, being as pure as the other one...the only
difference is that someone get hit by a leave and falls like dew-drop.
Some are absorbed and loved by the soil who help to nourish the trees
and plants and other are hit by reality of life just like rocks and
marbled floors and are shown the way to sewerage pipes" And now Armaan
know, where this all discussion was going to. While here she indicated
him as that raindrop who is loved and cherish by soil, an adjective
used for his family, she was the one who was hit to the floor and
sewerage pipe line referred the hardships and dirtiness "Riddhima"
Armaan left the cup on the rail just providing it enough place to not
fall down and turned her to himself. A sheen layer of wetness could be
seen in her eyes. Armaan cupped her face and said "Riddhima, Life would
be just the way, You yourself want to see it like...It is never easier
for anyone. Someone's are lucky to have people around them who cared
for them but then, the don't understand, never appreciate and took care
much of those relations just the way the one's who were deprived of
them before and made those relations later-on on their ownself...Look
at me...I am being from a family with close relations but I have never
realized the importance and significance of them till I met you...You
made me a better person" Armaan said trying to make her understand that
she shouldn't be unthankful
to whatever she got. He don't like to see her depressed. He like her
chirpy and loud Riddhima so to change the atmosphere he said with a
smirk "And Now don't say that you didn't get extremely lucky to find a
hot and handsome and adorable and loveable...and
not to forget romantic guy like me" He said with a teasing smile that
brought a small smile on her face too as he continued "That happens to
love you back just with the same craziness as you do''. Riddhima smiled
widely and looked away shying. "You should be thankful to God that I
wasn't already taken even after being so much in DEMAND" And Riddhima
laughed with that. "yeah yeah...I am extremely thankful to God" She
raised her hand to caress his cheeks with her finger tips "That this
Sun shinned in my dark iced continent" Armaan hold her hand and kissed
her fingers tips as she shivered and gasp. "I am glad this sun melted
the ice but still no flood is in view" he said against her skin as he
smiled. "You know I have this little fantasy?" She said with closed
eyes and a smile on her lips. "What it is?" He kissed her palm now and
traced his lips upwards on her arm. She blushed as she thought whatever
she is going to say is such a mushy dream of her's but she could share
anything with him. Almost two years back when she first confide in
him, she promised that she will express herself to him no matter what
and after their formal engagement 5 months back, he has every right to
know her every desire. "Say it...as I wanna fulfill each of your
fantasy, desire, hope" He said as he stopped on her hand and kissed her
crimson red cheek. "Its just that...After our marriage...I want you to
kiss me in the rain" Armaan looked shocked first and gazed at her
face. She was serious. So his shocked face turned into a smug smile and
holding her wrist, was trying to drag her to the door of her room as
she squealed with surprise. "What are you doing?" She asked trying to
stop him as he did. "Mouqa Bhi Hai, Dastor bhi hai...bharish bhi hai, main bhi hoon
or tum bhi..So why should not we try that now instead of waiting to
get married" he said with a teasing smile and start to pull her with
himself. "No... Armaan...Stop" She said and was successful to stop him
just at the door of her room. "We can't do that now...I didn't mean in a
public place and surly I don't want PDA
anyway and right now, all my cousin's are back from hostels and even
Chachi is at home" Armaan pout his lips at her explanation and looked
heart-broken. He seemed truly excited to try that now but it was just
acting on his part just to bring her in normal mood. "That's bad" He
said complaining "I should ask dad to get us married as soon as he can"
He said bringing her closer from her waist and nuzzled her neck. "I
can't wait to fulfill this fantasy of your's" Riddhima chuckled and pat his cheek. "Awww...I do have many other fantasies but seeing this reaction of your's
to just the one..I think its better if I just tell you all about them
step-by-step after our marriage" Riddhima said with a naughty grin and
Armaan was shocked seeing this wild side of her calm Riddhima "That's
blackmailing to get the quickest wedding date, you know" Armaan said
and God knows, She don't wanna stay in this house anymore after getting
his unbiased love. She want her mornings to start and her nights to
end with him, his face, his words, his love and not forget to mention,
his soulful kisses. "You can consider it anything but this is the only
way I will share them" She said with a playful smile. Armaan looked at
her and gave a wicked smile as he got an idea. He moved his hand up and
covered her eyes as Riddhima flinched. "Armaan...What is this now?"
She said trying to remove his hand from her eyes. "There is one fantasy
of mine too...which we can surly fulfill now...and if you trust me,
just keep your eyes closed"And Riddhima could trust him over her life
so stop struggling and kept her eyes closed. "I trust you" she mumbled.
Armaan saw her and fell all the way in love with her. He removed his
hands and hold her up in her hands. Her heart was beating too fast now
as her mind imagined series of possibilities of his fantasy. Armaan took
a few step and later she found her bare foot touching the coldness of
the floor. Her eyes flutter but she kept them close. It was the
question of her trust on him. He pushed her a little and now she could
feel the coldness of the wall seeping in her body through her moist
clothes. "Open your eyes" He commanded as she opened her eyes and found
herself being caged in between his arms and the wall of her bathroom.
She confusingly looked at him as he gave a naughty smile and said. "I
thought before fulfilling your fantasy...I should do a little practice"
Riddhima looked at him still not understanding his meaning. "So before
we kiss in the rain as per your fantasy..." He said in his silky
smooth slow seductive voice. "Why don't we try the shower kiss first?"
As he said, he turn the knob of the shower and warm water started
sprinkling on her already moist cold body. Getting his point, Riddhima
blushed hard and before she could look back at his face, his lips took
over hers. He started slowly first, giving her small pecks, trying to
adjust her and himself with eachother
and water. He don't want her to feel short of air. As for the forth
time he moved away after giving her a small kiss, Riddhima's hand moved
up to tuck around his neck as she keep him really close to himself.
Her ragged breath fall on his burning throat as her forehead leaned
onto his chin. "I think...that's the best idea" She said in a husky
voice and the next moment, tilt her head up and moved up on her toes to
kiss him fully on his lips. Overwhelmed, he hold her from her waist,
supporting her as she played with his lips, taking her small little
time with each portion and In reply, he could only kiss her with more
passion with each passing second. His hands hold her up as he leaned
her against the wall and tilt his face to kiss her whole lips. She
moaned against his lips. Only this man could take her to the heights
of passion to the point of not return. He nibbled and tasted her upper
lip following the same torture to the lower one. They were so engrossed
in the kiss to not realize the time but they had to stop, as they
heard her room door banging. "Riddhima Dii..."
Romit called from outside. Riddhima, who was just too lost in those
exotic feelings arise by Armaan, pushed him away in a second. "OMG OMG..."
She was panicked now. Armaan too stunned with the happening looked at
her strangely but got that as Romit voice again called her name.
"Di...Are you ready?" Now Ramya,
another 13 year old cousin spoke up. "What should I do now?" Armaan
heard a panicking Riddhima mumbling. "It would be too embarrassing to
go out like this" Armaan smiled and hold her from her hands. "Stop
that" Riddhima looked at him with hollow eyes as Armaan said that
slowly and the next moment his lips pressed her's once again and
cherish them till the time no one existed for her other than him. Her
cousin's left after sometime jokingly saying that there di
must have slept in the bath tub. Riddhima's hands were moving over his
shirt, pulling him close while his moved around her's amazingly soft
curves. Finally when they get short of breath, Armaan break the kiss,
satisfied this time and while moving back a little, turn off the shower
tap. Riddhima was still in daze looking too desirable. Armaan sigh. He
could never get enough of her. A water drop was placed devilishly on
her lips, teasing him and he sipped it off her lips and smirked.
Riddhima shocked, open her eyes and looking deeply into those brown
eyes and found nothing but pure and eternal love. His eyes so crystal
clear that she could look into his soul and could easily found herself
there. This rain droplet of God is just for her body's soil to cherish,
coming as a hope in her dulled life, bringing lots of happiness and
fantasies along with it and she will do cherish and took care of that
till the end of her life. Her very own, Blessed Raindrop.
My Blessed Raindrop
(ARSH Version)
He
entered the huge doors of her house, ruffling his hairs to remove the
little rain drops that stuck in his hairs just to cover the tiny
distance between his car and the house door only to hear the chirpy and
excited voice of his beloved. His hand stop in the middle and a smile
automatically came on his lips as he imagined her. The curiosity arise
in him to see her and know the reason which could lit that smile on her
angelic face. He followed the source of voice and moved from the
living room to the opened backyard door. He laughed seeing her playing
with her cousins in the puddles of mud made by rain in the soil of her
backyard. Her body was fully drenched with water, her blue sleeveless
thigh length frock doing wonders to her skin. Her wet hairs were coming
on her face making her irritated but nothing could stop her to enjoy
the bliss of this season of Monsoon. It was difficult for him to not
gaze at her and not appreciate this beauty. As if feeling someone
stare, she stopped and started looking around and just in mean time he
hid himself behind the curtain. Her eyes searched around for some time
but on her 7 years cousin nudge, she diverted her attention back on the
rain. Armaan laughed at her facial expressions. "She looks so sweet"
and he found his heart filled with love for her to the brim. He sighed
leaning against the rail of the door. His eyes couldn't get enough of
her. His heart could never love her to the most. She is a blessing of
God and She is his. He was still lost in her when a old servant came to
him. "Armaan Baba, You here...Should I call Shilpa Bitiya??" The servant asked with love filled voice. "Nahi
Kaka...let her enjoy" Armaan looked out at her for a moment, seeing
her making funny faces with her cousins and then back at Kaka. "Till
that time she gets free, I will sit in her room But can you please
bring two cups of coffee there" Armaan asked with a smile on his face
and rolling his nose. Armaan never liked to order Kaka, he rather make
requests. Kaka smiled. He adored this boy and is too happy that his bitiya is going to have such a lovely life partner ahead after facing so many hardships in her life. Kaka nod and after giving a lovefilled pat on Armaan's hand, left. After giving Shilpa a last glimpse, Armaan too went up the stairs to her room.
Her
house had a strange territory inside. Armaan was never asked to sit in
the living room by Gupta family like normal families do to there
to-be son-in-law. He was directly asked to wait for Shilpa in her room
like no one cares what they both do behind those walls. Where sometimes
it make Armaan smile to get extra, free of interruption time with
Shilpa, yet sometimes he would feel disgust of them to for being so
ignorant of there child. She was an adopted child of Shashank and Smriti Gupta. Apple of their eyes. And after the death of Smriti Gupta when she was around 14, she was not treated more than a liability and responsibility by her family. Shashank
fulfill her financial needs but no one dared to look at her heart that
needed love more than money. She used to cry in nights laying in her
lonely bed. Her pillow was a witness of her tears who absorbed them,
trying to put some comfort. Her quilt will try to provide warmth in the
cold nights. Her room will try to shelter her from the hardness of the
weather. But she didn't need anything from that. She needed the
comfort, warmth and shelter from a living person rather than these
non-living, non responsive objects. And finally the darkness of her
life vanished with the entrance of this amazing person whom she just
collided while crossing the road and that day, she felt that she got
her destination. They met in the college next time few days later. He
was in his final year of masters while she just joined the college few
days back for her masters degree. He looked out from the window of her
room as he remembered how he was sitting with his gang to tease the new
comers and seeing her entering, his heart skip a beat. The girls of
his group smirk seeing her nervousness being a new-comer and the boys
drool at her perfectly curved body and was planning on how to get her
but he stopped them all. "Leave her...no one dare tease her" He
announced only to see his jaw-drop friends faces. He never defended
anyone before but right then, there was a story behind this girl's face
that was asking for help and he couldn't stop himself but to rescue
her. Rather he gets up and helped her with the classes and getting
schedule from the reception. He could still laugh imagining those faces
full of shocked expressions of his friends. A few months later, when
they were sharing the relation of good friends, Shilpa confide in him,
telling him about her reality. Being from a huge fun-loving family,
Armaan knew what he would feel if he just have to stay a day without
the love of his them. He would better like to die rather than living
that hideous day and on realizing Shilpa bearing all that ignorance
from many years, his heart went for her. His chain of thoughts got
interrupted when Kaka brought the hot cups of coffee just the way he
like. Armaan put the lids on them so the coffee didn't get cold before
Shilpa come up. "Kaka.." Armaan stopped Kaka who was about to left. "Ji Armaan Baba''
He turned with a smile. "Can you please get me some candles and a
matchbox??" Armaan asked. "Sure Beta" Kaka again turned to go out when
Armaan again stopped him "Kaka, Please quickly". Kaka laughed at his
impatient look "As quick as my bones will allow me". Armaan chuckled on
that. He heard Shilpa's scream as her cousin's throw a water balloon
at her that burst as it touch her body. "Owww''
Armaan heard her and saw her grabbing another water balloon aiming
Romit, her 18 year old cousin. No matter how much she cried for getting
this life, but she also gets few great stuff in it too. Like her
cousins who loved there Didi the most and her Maasi
who also is her Chachi and loved her as much as her mother did but
then, she was the center of attention in her mother's life and her
Chachi do have her own kids to look after too. Still, she is more than
happy to get the mother's affection she was getting. She has learned to
be happy even on the small things rather than wishing for big ones.
Soon, Kaka brought the candles and saying thanx
Armaan started arranging them around the room. Hearing her foot steps
and giggles, he hid himself behind the door. "You should quickly fresh
up and then we can go out for a long drive and eat those chana chat and pani puri's
from the road side" Shilpa said making her a mouth-watering sound.
Armaan smirk cause all Shilpa's plan, has to change in a few seconds. "yaahoo..."
Her cousin's shouted and smiling she entered the room, only to be
left spell-bound. The candles of the room providing a warmth between
the coldness of air entering her room from the window. Two coffee mugs
on a small table beside her bed were graced with three different sized
white candles. "Awww..." She gleefully looked at it, intervened her
fingers under her chin making a dreamy look. Armaan locked the door to
avoid interruption while she was busy admiring the beauty of the scene
and in next second, she felt two hands wrapping around her soaked
waist, pulling her behind as she hit a man's chest and even before
turning, she knew who he was. Her knight in shining armor. Her savior.
Her reason of happiness and focal point of her life. His hot breath
caressed her cold cheek and she hissed feeling the sensuality of the
moment. "You liked it?" He whispered huskily on purpose, in her ear.
She shivered and smiled. "Loved It" She replied. "You are the most
romantic guy in the world, you know that" She added a few moments
later, still looking ahead and feeling the warmth of his embrace. "You
mind that??" He asked with a raise brow. "Never". She turned around and
hold him from his shirt in a tight grasp as his hands hugged her from
her waist. "I just want you to stay like this forever...bringing and
showing love to me even in just a causal thing as sharing a coffee" She
said with a smile which dulled as she spoke further. "You know I need
that the most". And no one better than him know that. "Shilpa" he took
her name with a deep feeling truly depicting from his tone as he cupped
her face. "All the love stored inside me is for you, my love...today
and tomorrow and it's never going to change for a single thing" His
words fill her with content as she hugged him. No matter how bad her
life seemed to be, she don't wanna change a single thing in it cause it
gave her, Him. Her destination, Her power, Her strength, Her hope of a
better life, Her Love, Armaan Malik. Armaan took a deep breath inhaling that moist fragrance of her body. Intoxicant. That's all he could say.
"So enjoying rain haan??".
He asked with a raised brow. "Yeah. I love it" Shilpa break the hug
and moved Armaan with herself to stand in the window. "So calm, So
beautiful" She put forward her hand and collected a few drops in her
palm. Armaan smiled seeing the innocent beam of happiness on her face. *Thush*
Armaan surprisingly turn his face a little as Shilpa splash the
collected few drops on his face breaking his trance. Her giggle made
him turn back to her as he grinned and then laughed with her. They
both looked out into the purity of nature infront
together for a moment when Armaan turned to get the cups of coffee.
Passing her one, his left hand went around her waist from the back and
from other, he was sipping his coffee. He just couldn't stop himself to
touch her. Shilpa leaned to put head on his shoulder and asked a
moment later. "What do you see infront
Armaan?" Armaan looked at her surprisingly with the sudden change of
topic. "What do you mean by that?" He asked. Shilpa took a sip of her
coffee and clear her question. "What do you think is the future of
these rain drops?" Her question was silly. He thought. But seeing the
serious expression on her face, made him stop to tease her and he
himself get serious. He cleared his throat "hmmm...I
see them absorbing into the arms of that soil which captured them
inside itself and cherish them to the most" He said looking down in the
backyard, putting his cup on the rail with a bright smile on his face.
"You know what I see?" Shilpa asked looking down too now. "What?" "I
see them striking the hardness of the rocks and floors and going into
sewerage pipes" Armaan was disturbed by her thoughts but she
continued. "Life is just like this rain na
Armaan...These rain drops are just like people around us...coming from
a same source, the cloud, being as pure as the other one...the only
difference is that someone get hit by a leave and falls like dew-drop.
Some are absorbed and loved by the soil who help to nourish the trees
and plants and other are hit by reality of life just like rocks and
marbled floors and are shown the way to sewerage pipes" And now Armaan
know, where this all discussion was going to. While here she indicated
him as that raindrop who is loved and cherish by soil, an adjective
used for his family, she was the one who was hit to the floor and
sewerage pipe line referred the hardships and dirtiness "Shilpa"
Armaan left the cup on the rail just providing it enough place to not
fall down and turned her to himself. A sheen layer of wetness could be
seen in her eyes. Armaan cupped her face and said "Shilpa, Life would
be just the way, You yourself want to see it like...It is never easier
for anyone. Someone's are lucky to have people around them who cared
for them but then, the don't understand, never appreciate and took care
much of those relations just the way the one's who were deprived of
them before and made those relations later-on on their ownself...Look
at me...I am being from a family with close relations but I have never
realized the importance and significance of them till I met you...You
made me a better person" Armaan said trying to make her understand that
she shouldn't be unthankful
to whatever she got. He don't like to see her depressed. He like her
chirpy and loud Shilpa so to change the atmosphere he said with a smirk
"And Now don't say that you didn't get extremely lucky to find a hot
and handsome and adorable and loveable...and
not to forget romantic guy like me" He said with a teasing smile that
brought a small smile on her face too as he continued "That happens to
love you back just with the same craziness as you do''. Shilpa smiled
widely and looked away shying. "You should be thankful to God that I
wasn't already taken even after being so much in DEMAND" And Shilpa
laughed with that. "yeah yeah...I am extremely thankful to God" She
raised her hand to caress his cheeks with her finger tips "That this
Sun shinned in my dark iced continent" Armaan hold her hand and kissed
her fingers tips as she shivered and gasp. "I am glad this sun melted
the ice but still no flood is in view" he said against her skin as he
smiled. "You know I have this little fantasy?" She said with closed
eyes and a smile on her lips. "What it is?" He kissed her palm now and
traced his lips upwards on her arm. She blushed as she thought whatever
she is going to say is such a mushy dream of her's but she could share
anything with him. Almost two years back when she first confide in
him, she promised that she will express herself to him no matter what
and after their formal engagement 5 months back, he has every right to
know her every desire. "Say it...as I wanna fulfill each of your
fantasy, desire, hope" He said as he stopped on her hand and kissed her
crimson red cheek. "Its just that...After our marriage...I want you to
kiss me in the rain" Armaan looked shocked first and gazed at her
face. She was serious. So his shocked face turned into a smug smile and
holding her wrist, was trying to drag her to the door of her room as
she squealed with surprise. "What are you doing?" She asked trying to
stop him as he did. "Mouqa Bhi Hai, Dastor bhi hai...bharish bhi hai, main bhi hoon
or tum bhi..So why should not we try that now instead of waiting to
get married" he said with a teasing smile and start to pull her with
himself. "No... Armaan...Stop" She said and was successful to stop him
just at the door of her room. "We can't do that now...I didn't mean in a
public place and surly I don't want PDA
anyway and right now, all my cousin's are back from hostels and even
Chachi is at home" Armaan pout his lips at her explanation and looked
heart-broken. He seemed truly excited to try that now but it was just
acting on his part just to bring her in normal mood. "That's bad" He
said complaining "I should ask dad to get us married as soon as he can"
He said bringing her closer from her waist and nuzzled her neck. "I
can't wait to fulfill this fantasy of your's" Shilpa chuckled and pat his cheek. "Awww...I do have many other fantasies but seeing this reaction of your's
to just the one..I think its better if I just tell you all about them
step-by-step after our marriage" Shilpa said with a naughty grin and
Armaan was shocked seeing this wild side of her calm Shilpa "That's
blackmailing to get the quickest wedding date, you know" Armaan said
and God knows, She don't wanna stay in this house anymore after getting
his unbiased love. She want her mornings to start and her nights to
end with him, his face, his words, his love and not forget to mention,
his soulful kisses. "You can consider it anything but this is the only
way I will share them" She said with a playful smile. Armaan looked at
her and gave a wicked smile as he got an idea. He moved his hand up and
covered her eyes as Shilpa flinched. "Armaan...What is this now?" She
said trying to remove his hand from her eyes. "There is one fantasy of
mine too...which we can surly fulfill now...and if you trust me, just
keep your eyes closed"And Shilpa could trust him over her life so stop
struggling and kept her eyes closed. "I trust you" she mumbled. Armaan
saw her and fell all the way in love with her. He removed his hands and
hold her up in her hands. Her heart was beating too fast now as her
mind imagined series of possibilities of his fantasy. Armaan took a few
step and later she found her bare foot touching the coldness of the
floor. Her eyes flutter but she kept them close. It was the question of
her trust on him. He pushed her a little and now she could feel the
coldness of the wall seeping in her body through her moist clothes.
"Open your eyes" He commanded as she opened her eyes and found herself
being caged in between his arms and the wall of her bathroom. She
confusingly looked at him as he gave a naughty smile and said. "I
thought before fulfilling your fantasy...I should do a little practice"
Shilpa looked at him still not understanding his meaning. "So before
we kiss in the rain as per your fantasy..." He said in his silky
smooth slow seductive voice. "Why don't we try the shower kiss first?"
As he said, he turn the knob of the shower and warm water started
sprinkling on her already moist cold body. Getting his point, Shilpa
blushed hard and before she could look back at his face, his lips took
over hers. He started slowly first, giving her small pecks, trying to
adjust her and himself with eachother
and water. He don't want her to feel short of air. As for the forth
time he moved away after giving her a small kiss, Shilpa's hand moved
up to tuck around his neck as she keep him really close to himself. Her
ragged breath fall on his burning throat as her forehead leaned onto
his chin. "I think...that's the best idea" She said in a husky voice
and the next moment, tilt her head up and moved up on her toes to kiss
him fully on his lips. Overwhelmed, he hold her from her waist,
supporting her as she played with his lips, taking her small little
time with each portion and In reply, he could only kiss her with more
passion with each passing second. His hands hold her up as he leaned
her against the wall and tilt his face to kiss her whole lips. She
moaned against his lips. Only this man could take her to the heights
of passion to the point of not return. He nibbled and tasted her upper
lip following the same torture to the lower one. They were so engrossed
in the kiss to not realize the time but they had to stop, as they
heard her room door banging. "Shilpa Dii..."
Romit called from outside. Shilpa, who was just too lost in those
exotic feelings arise by Armaan, pushed him away in a second. "OMG OMG..."
She was panicked now. Armaan too stunned with the happening looked at
her strangely but got that as Romit voice again called her name.
"Di...Are you ready?" Now Ramya,
another 13 year old cousin spoke up. "What should I do now?" Armaan
heard a panicking Shilpa mumbling. "It would be too embarrassing to go
out like this" Armaan smiled and hold her from her hands. "Stop that"
Shilpa looked at him with hollow eyes as Armaan said that slowly and
the next moment his lips pressed her's once again and cherish them till
the time no one existed for her other than him. Her cousin's left
after sometime jokingly saying that there di
must have slept in the bath tub. Shilpa's hands were moving over his
shirt, pulling him close while his moved around her's amazingly soft
curves. Finally when they get short of breath, Armaan break the kiss,
satisfied this time and while moving back a little, turn off the shower
tap. Shilpa was still in daze looking too desirable. Armaan sigh. He
could never get enough of her. A water drop was placed devilishly on
her lips, teasing him and he sipped it off her lips and smirked. Shilpa
shocked, open her eyes and looking deeply into those brown eyes and
found nothing but pure and eternal love. His eyes so crystal clear that
she could look into his soul and could easily found herself there.
This rain droplet of God is just for her body's soil to cherish, coming
as a hope in her dulled life, bringing lots of happiness and fantasies
along with it and she will do cherish and took care of that till the
end of her life. Her very own, Blessed raindrop.
Edited by cool_SK - 11 years ago
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