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Part 91

"What are you doing, Arnavji?", hissed Khushi, trapped in her husband's loving arms as he carried her up to the terrace.

"Carrying my wife to the terrace." He tightened his hold, looking straight ahead with an expressionless face.

"Naniji, Mamiji, Buaji, Amma, the others'.they will wonder where we are."

"Let them.", said Arnav evenly.

"The ladies will want to meet Aartiji. They will be searching for her in the crowd."

"Let them."

"Arnavji!", sighed Khushi, exasperated.

They reached the terrace. Arnav slowly and carefully lowered Khushi to stand on her feet.

She crossed her arms and looked at him, challenging him to come up with a rational explanation for what he had just done.

Arnav looked at her. His wife. The rich, bright green silk of her sari lent a glow to her beautiful face, the diamond studs in her ears and the diamonds in her mangalsutra gleaming in the morning light'.the diamond in her nosepin shining'..the jasmine flowers in her hair that she had left unbound except for some kind of clip at her nape, the strands of silky hair dancing in the morning breeze'.. the challenge in her beautiful eyes, her warrior-like stance''' Arnav smiled, delighted that she was a part of his life, the most important part of his life, stimulating him at every level, keeping him on his toes, so to speak.

"You are amused?", Khushi raised her eyebrow, imitating Arnav.

"Not like that. Don't arch your eyebrow so much if you want to do an Arnav Singh Raizada. A slight lift will do." He waited for her reaction, eager to be the focus of her full attention, her anger, her love'.

Khushi drew in a deep breath, calling upon hidden reserves of patience.

"Naniji, Mamiji, Buaji, and the others think that you called all of us upstairs to talk about the preparations for the sangeet."

"Let them." He pulled her strings with delight coursing through his veins.

"They will ask us what you wanted to tell us. What am I supposed to say?", she asked, her eyes steady on his.

Arnav moved towards her, closing the slight distance between them.

"Tell them'.", Arnav whispered, "'.that I wanted to see my wife'" He kissed her left cheek'."...that I wanted to see the mehendi on her hands''." He kissed her right cheek'. "'that I wanted a moment alone with her'." He kissed her nosepin'.."'that I wanted to kiss her''very badly'.very, very badly'."

(Thank u, Dumas!)

Khushi gasped.

"Tell them that I want everyone to enjoy the mehendi as I am doing now'.."'He kissed her chin, running a finger down her rosy cheek.

"So you wanted to see the mehendi on my hands!", teased Anjali.

Anand nodded, smiling.

She hid her hands behind her back. "You can't."

"Why not?", Anand widened his eyes.

"Because I don't want you to.", Anjali declared, hiding a smile.

"Oh! Can I change your mind, Mrs. Dwivedi?", the ever polite Anand asked.

"You can try.", conceded Anjali.

"Maybe I can persuade you'", Anand walked towards his wife, who moved away, walking backwards, keeping a wary eye on him.

"Maybe we can negotiate''.find a mutually satisfactory solution'..fix the deal'.", his soft voice played on her nerves.

Anjali moved back, taking refuge behind the recliner first, and finding it too poor a cover, moving to the bed.

Anand pursued her, like a tiger chasing its prey.

Anjali got on to the bed hoping to run across it to the other side of the room, only to be brought down in a flying tackle by her husband.

Akash led Payal to the corridor.

Standing behind her, he held her arms up with the support of his, and studied the mehendi design on her palms with great attention.

Payal rested against his strong chest with a sigh, enjoying a moment's respite after days of non-stop work in arranging the functions.

"You have beautiful hands, Payal.", Akash said. "Beautiful, warm, and healing hands."

Payal smiled.

"And beautiful eyes."

She looked at him with her beautiful eyes, twisting her head.

"And a nose that tempts me to pull it."

Payal smiled.

"And soft lips." His voice was low, a tempting wisp of sound.

Payal lowered her eyes.

"And an enticing neck."

Payal trembled as his lips met the curve of her neck.

NK took Aarti to his room, holding her arm gently.

"I just wanted to see you.", he said.

Aarti smiled. "You saw me today morning."

"Yes. But I wanted to see you again'and again'"

"Maybe I should just give you my photo.", she teased with a straight face.

"I have your pics. My phone is full of them.", NKconfessed.

Aarti raised an eyebrow, imitating his Nannav to perfection.

"I can look at your photos, but I can't touch you through them.", NK said softly.

Aarti stared at him.

"Are you happy, Aarti? With the functions? With the family? With me?"

Aarti nodded, smiling.

He waited.

She looked down at the mehendi on her arms.

He waited, giving her time to sort out her thoughts.

"I am happy.", she finally said.

NK nodded.

"I have never felt anything like this before.", Aarti confessed softly.

NK smiled.

"I don't know the girl in the mirror.", she said, shrugging.

NK looked at her.

"She is a girl. She'she has a big family that laughs and cares for her. And..and a man who loves her'. And'. and'she is very happy."

NK pulled her into his arms, hugging her as though he would absorb her into his being.

Aarti whispered against his chest, "This'all this'it is not a dream, is it?"

NK tightened his hold around her.

"If it is a dream, we are dreaming it together.", he said softly.

Aarti looked at his face, her beauteous eyes on his earnest ones.

"If we wake up, we will still be together.", he reassured her.

Aarti smiled, relieved.

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Smita,😊

Here is my interpretation for Part 91.

This is one of the interesting updates. It is all about a private romantic meeting of the love-birds... a tryst... a rendezvous...at a glance. But what stands out is the varied expression of approach to love by each couple. Hence I term it as

RIVER...

THE FLOW OF RIVER...

THE FLOW OF LOVE...

"Love rules the court, the camp, the grove, and men below, and the saints above, for love is heaven, and heaven is love " ~ Walter Scott

THE CONSEQUENT ... The river whose direction is directly related to the original main slope.

"What are you doing, Arnavji?", hissed Khushi, trapped in her husband's loving arms as he carried her up to the terrace.

"Carrying my wife to the terrace." He tightened his hold, looking straight ahead with an expressionless face.

"Naniji, Mamiji, Buaji, Amma, the others...they will wonder where we are."

"Let them.", said Arnav evenly.

"Worry is a misuse of imagination" ~ Dan Zadra

"The ladies will want to meet Aartiji. They will be searching for her in the crowd.

"Let them."

"Arnavji!", sighed Khushi, exasperated.

They reached the terrace. Arnav slowly and carefully lowered Khushi to stand on her feet.

She crossed her arms and looked at him, challenging him to come up with a rational explanation for what he had just done.

"When you love someone, you don't have a choice. Love takes your choices away."

~ Cassandra Clare, City of Ashes

Arnav looked at her. His wife. The rich, bright green silk of her sari lent a glow to her beautiful face, the diamond studs in her ears and the diamonds in her mangalsutra gleaming in the morning light...the diamond in her nosepin shining...the jasmine flowers in her hair that she had left unbound except for some kind of clip at her nape, the strands of silky hair dancing in the morning breeze... the challenge in her beautiful eyes, her warrior-like stance... Arnav smiled, delighted that she was a part of his life, the most important part of his life, stimulating him at every level, keeping him on his toes, so to speak.

"There are not enough days in forever to allow me to fully express the depth of my love for you"

~ Steve Maraboli

"You are amused?", Khushi raised her eyebrow, imitating Arnav.

"But you've slipped under my skin, invaded my blood and seized my heart"

~ Maria V. Snyder, Poison Study

Khushi drew in a deep breath, calling upon hidden reserves of patience.

"Naniji, Mamiji, Buaji, and the others think that you called all of us upstairs to talk about the preparations for the sangeet."

"Let them." He pulled her strings with delight coursing through his veins.

"They will ask us what you wanted to tell us. What am I supposed to say?", she asked, her eyes steady on his.

Arnav moved towards her, closing the slight distance between them.

"You'll never know everything about anything, especially something you love" ~ Julia Child

"Tell them...", Arnav whispered, "...that I wanted to see my wife..." He kissed her left cheek..."...that I wanted to see the mehendi on her hands..." He kissed her right cheek... "...that I wanted a moment alone with her..." He kissed her nosepin..."...that I wanted to kiss her...very badly...very, very badly..."

"From the moment I saw you,

I wanted to meet you.

From the moment I met you,

I wanted to know you.

From the moment I knew you,

I was in love with you.

From the moment I loved you,

I wanted to share my life with you...

...and from that moment to this moment,

and for all the moments to come,

I will love you with all my heart.

I'm So Glad We Found Each Other"

Khushi gasped.

"Tell them that I want everyone to enjoy the mehendi as I am doing now..."...He kissed her chin, running a finger down her rosy cheek.

"Falling in love you remain a child; rising in love you mature. By and by love becomes not a relationship, it becomes a state of your being. Not that you are in love - now you are love" ~ Osho

ANA BRANCH ... A branch of a river that flows away but rejoins later.

"So you wanted to see the mehendi on my hands!", teased Anjali.

Anand nodded, smiling.

She hid her hands behind her back. "You can't."

"Why not?", Anand widened his eyes.

"Because I don't want you to.", Anjali declared, hiding a smile.

"Oh! Can I change your mind, Mrs. Dwivedi?", the ever polite Anand asked.

"His lips soften into a smile that cracks apart my spine. He repeats my name like the word amuses him. Entertains him. Delights him... In seventeen years no one has said my name like that"

~ Tahereh Mafi, Shatter Me

"You can try.", conceded Anjali.

"Maybe I can persuade you...", Anand walked towards his wife, who moved away, walking backwards, keeping a wary eye on him.

"What if I were smiling and running into your arms? Would you see then what I see now?"

~ Jon Krakauer, Into the Wild

"Maybe we can negotiate...find a mutually satisfactory solution...fix the deal...", his soft voice played on her nerves.

Anjali moved back, taking refuge behind the recliner first, and finding it too poor a cover, moving to the bed.

"Stay for me. Stay with me. There will never be anyone else. Not in my life. And not in my heart"

~ Rachel Vincent, Alpha

Anand pursued her, like a tiger chasing its prey.

Anjali got on to the bed hoping to run across it to the other side of the room, only to be brought down in a flying tackle by her husband.

THE SUBSEQUENT ... A river that is tributary to the consequent river.

Akash led Payal to the corridor.

Standing behind her, he held her arms up with the support of his, and studied the mehendi design on her palms with great attention.

"If you're smart, you care. And if you care, you love" ~ Lauren Oliver, Pandemonium

Payal rested against his strong chest with a sigh, enjoying a moment's respite after days of non-stop work in arranging the functions.

"You have beautiful hands, Payal.", Akash said. "Beautiful, warm, and healing hands."

Payal smiled.

"And beautiful eyes."

She looked at him with her beautiful eyes, twisting her head.

"The eyes are one of the most powerful tools a woman can have. With one look, she can relay the most intimate message. After the connection is made, words cease to exist" ~ Jennifer Salaiz

"And a nose that tempts me to pull it."

Payal smiled.

"And soft lips." His voice was low, a tempting wisp of sound.

Payal lowered her eyes.

"And an enticing neck."

Payal trembled as his lips met the curve of her neck.

"Love brings to light a lover's noble and hidden qualities-his rare and exceptional traits: it is thus liable to be deceptive of his normal qualities"

~ Friedrich Nietzsche

The GLACIER RIVER ... A river of ice and snow moving slowly down a valley melting due to the warmth.

NK took Aarti to his room, holding her arm gently.
"I just wanted to see you.", he said.

Aarti smiled. "You saw me today morning."

"Yes. But I wanted to see you again...and again..."

"...when you decide you want to be with someone forever, you want forever to start right now"

~ Alexandra Potter, Do You Come Here Often?

"Maybe I should just give you my photo.", she teased with a straight face.

"I have your pics. My phone is full of them.", NKconfessed.

Aarti raised an eyebrow, imitating his Nannav to perfection.

"I can look at your photos, but I can't touch you through them.", NK said softly.

Aarti stared at him.

"It is love alone that gives worth to all things"

~ Teresa of Avila

"Are you happy, Aarti? With the functions? With the family? With me?"

Aarti nodded, smiling. He waited.

She looked down at the mehendi on her arms.

He waited, giving her time to sort out her thoughts.

"I am happy.", she finally said.

NK nodded.

"This love of which I speak is slow to lose patience - it looks for a way of being constructive.

Love is not possessive.

Love is not anxious to impress nor does it cherish inflated ideas of its own ideas.

Love has good manners and does not pursue selfish advantage.

Love is not touchy.

Love knows no limits to its endurance, no end to its trust, no fading of its hope; it can outlast anything. It is, in fact, the one thing that stands when all else has fallen"

~ Elisabeth Elliot, Let Me Be a Woman

"I have never felt anything like this before.", Aarti confessed softly.

NK smiled.

"I don't know the girl in the mirror.", she said, shrugging.

NK looked at her.

"She is a girl. She...she has a big family that laughs and cares for her. And..and a man who loves her... And... and... she is very happy."

"There is nothing so rewarding as to make people realize that they are worthwhile in this world"

~Bob Anderson

NK pulled her into his arms, hugging her as though he would absorb her into his being.

Aarti whispered against his chest, "This... all this... it is not a dream, is it?"

NK tightened his hold around her.

"You have my whole heart. You always did"

~ Cormac McCarthy, The Road

"If it is a dream, we are dreaming it together.", he said softly.

Aarti looked at his face, her beauteous eyes on his earnest ones.

"If we wake up, we will still be together.", he reassured her.

"I'm yours for ever--for ever and ever. Here I stand; I'm as firm as a rock. If you'll only trust me, how little you'll be disappointed. Be mine as I am yours" ~ Henry James, The Portrait of a Lady

Aarti smiled, relieved.

We have seen the various paths taken by each couple and each can be compared to the flow of river.

The Path of Love of Arnav Singh Raizada and Khushi, were strewn with sharks of their past that were threatening to engulf them, pebbles of Arnav's ego and whirlpools of Kushi's health. But they overcame them all to become a main river ...

...THE CONSEQUENT

The Path of Love of Anjali and Anand Dwivedi came across a blockade near its origin itself. It had to flow away from one another. One became invisible or went underground. But the destiny had it in store for it, after 10 years, to emerge and merge at the confluence termed marriage! ...

...THE ANA BRANCH.

The Path of Love of Akash Singh Raizada and Payal, was like a calm, placid river, without any hitch which had a smooth run and was strengthened by his Arnav Bhai and his Kushi Bhabhi. It is with a steady flow. ...THE SUBSEQUENT.

The Path of Love of Nand Kishore and Aarti is like a river with its Glacier origin. Aarti who was a snow queen slowly melted with the warmth of the love of 'Her Sunflower'. It began with the thaw, followed by the trickle and started to flow with her realization of her feelings for NK. It began to flow in a full stream once she realized that she wanted him always to be by her side all through her life.

...THE GLACIER RIVER.

All of them, though followed varied paths had just one aim To Love and Be Loved. If they had not dared to take chances they would not have reached their goal.

"You never know what's around the corner. It could be everything. Or it could be nothing. You keep putting one foot in front of the other, and then one day you look back and you've climbed a mountain." ~ Tom Hiddleston

When they first met each Beau knew that the Lady they love was meant for them.

"I know someday you'll have a beautiful life. I know you'll be a sun in somebody else's sky. Then why can't it be mine?" ~ Eddie Vedder

They made things possible to be with their Sweet Hearts.

To them being with one another, savoring the life with one another and being a family collectively are of utmost importance.

I'll end this with a bit of the poetry 'Love's Philosophy', which sums up their feelings!

"The fountains mingle with the river

And the rivers with the ocean,

The winds of heaven mix for ever

With a sweet emotion;

Nothing in the world is single;

All things by a law divine

In one spirit meet and mingle.

Why not I with thine?"

~ Percy Bysshe Shelley, Love's Philosophy

So it is RIVER...

THE FLOW OF RIVER...

THE FLOW OF LOVE...

That's it from me. Hope you enjoy it!

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That was a lovely update, showing each pair with their sense of naughtiness.

You have shown how Arnav loves to rile Khushi and elicit response from her. When she is all riled up he finds her extremely cute, endearing and lovable! He is not the one to miss such a golden opportunity! His contentment is in having her in his arms always!

Akash who is always hesitant, in fact comes quite strongly on Payal. He is not like the Akash that Mami had spoken to Mamaji and laughed about. It also shows how the love of Payal has transformed him.

Anjali who had pined for Anand for 10 years is shown reliving the wooing phase in their love story which she has dearly missed due to circumstances and Anand too is up for it.

NK who got his love, Aarti to agree to be with him for better or for worse is shown how he wants her not to have any doubts but only pure bliss in her life hereafter. He is very concerned about her state of mind. He wants her to be sure of all things in her life. He wants her to be sure of herself, her value in his life, him and the wonderful life the'll build for themselves along with rest of the family

You deserve a 👏 and a warm 🤗 Lelo!

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