AR/ARSH OS#21:Chahyee Hai Tanhai-pg143/New Thrd link- pg148 - Page 69

Originally posted by: GurpreetKaSh16

Super stories

I just loved it

Hot n beautiful 😉

Ur a great writer

Sometime i feel like cry or sometime i blush 😃

Ur stories was really awesome

Keep writing it

Thanks for all ArSh stories

Just loved it

Waiting for more stories

thanku so much dear...
glad u liked arsh stories...😊

Originally posted by: RiddhimaBasket

Hey Ana. I am new to this forum and I just read all ur OS and I absolutely loved all ur OS. I don't know how I missed such beautiful work. I specially like OS#1. I there r any other stories of AR u wrote do tell me. I would love to read them. As for now ur latest OS was really sweet and good. Keep writing such good OS. Will b waiting for any other update. 😊

hey dear...
great to see u on this forum n glad that u liked my OS's...
I have written a few stories and all are listed in my index list...
glad u liked the last OS too😳😃
hope u will enjoy further on😊

Originally posted by: teenorchid

ths os ws so sweeet ana... Loved the purety of it. Kch ziada hi shareef aur saaf suthra tha:p bt i liked it. So beautifuly written. Adored arsh in it. The date ws perfect nd barish ne chaar chand laga diyee... Loved hw shilpa made herself comfortable nd used hs things.. :p the tie scene ws ao sweeet. Loved it all in all

thanku so much farwa...
abh is se zyada shareef main nahi likh sakti😉😆😆
barish tau apna kaam karne aye thi...
😳

Originally posted by: griffy.fz

..i read nazar se nazar miley...

and i do plan to read the rest of one shots...

...the story was just amazing dear!...

i was...speechless for a bit

just loved the way u detailed everything...it made it feel real..

u r a great writer dear..and i surely look forward to reading the rest of yr works...

i absolutely loved this piece!

...

keep rocking

cheers

griffy

hey dear
thanku so much for liking that os...
hope u will enjoy other too...
welcome to my post...
hope u will have a pleasent stay here😃

Raina Beeti Jaaye
OS | 18

Aoo gay jab tum o saajna
Aangna phool khilain gay
Barsay ga sawan
Barsay ga sawan
jhoom jhoom ke
do dil aise milain gay

She get out from the kitchen, wiping her wet hands with the corner of her dupatta when she heard the giggles of her younger brother-in-law, Abhinav and his wife, Rajji. She gave a faint smile, being happy for them when Rajji came running towards her and started to hide behind her. Following her, Abhinav too came to her with an annoyed but side looped smile and tried to get a hold of Rajji who was moving around, making Riddhima/Shilpa twirl in between.

"Bhabi...Isko kaho mujhe aisay na sataye...Patah nahi kahan zameen k kagzaat rakh diye hain...or abhi mujhe cheer rahi hai...udher dada g mera intezar kar rahay hain".

He explained and seeking a chance, again tried to get hold of Rajji who giggled at him while showing a thumbs down. Riddhima/Shilpa laughed with them perfectly knowing that these two are the only one's who could make her smile from her heart. There small nokjhok and cheer chaar was what keeping this house alive. Rajji hold Riddhima/Shilpa's hand from the back and putting her chin on her shoulder, looked up at her husband with a grin.

"Bhabi tumhara saath thori na dain gi...Bhabi tau meri team main hain...Haina bhabi"

Helpless Riddhima/Shilpa was not able to do anything but nod. Abhinav put his hands on his waist and looked at Riddhima/Shilpa with a sweet pout that someone make her remember of Armaan. Both brothers were so alike in there actions. Riddhima/Shilpa's heart melted at that sight.

"Chal Rajji...Or na cheer mere bholay se devar ko..."

Riddhima/Shilpa hold Rajji hand and pulled her forward. Abhinav quickly took the chance and hol her hand.

"Bhabi..."

Now Rajji looked at her with a pout but she caressed her face with a hand and pushed her. Abhinav teased her all the way as they went to their room and at the back, Riddhima/Shilpa looked at them with a smile set on her lips and wishful tears to share the same nok jhok with her husband, swimming in her eyes.

Radio was on in Dada Dadi's room on which Dada was as usual hearing his old favorite songs, but somehow, the song that was playing currently, was explaining her situation.

raina beeti jaaye,
shyaam na aaye,
nindiya na aaye,
nindiya na aaye,
raina beeti jaaye,
shyaam na aaye,
rainaa beeti jaaye..

After taking care of all the chores of her in-laws house, switching off the un-necessary lights on her way to her room, She sit down on the bed with a deep sigh. The red bangles in her hand, that thick layer of vermilion in middle of her hairs and that mangalsutra in her neck were proofs of her being a SUHAGAN.Her hairs were tied in a beautiful paranda having small mirror work on it. She was wearing green kurti with a patiala shalwar that was drenched in sweat. The running fan above was not throwing enough air to make her feel better in that hot nights of summer but rather than that heat, the loneliness was killing her more with each passing day. She took hold of the edge of her duppata and wiped her forehead and neck before her eyes fell on that pictue of her husband that was placed on the side table. She kept her lingering eyes fixed on his smiling faced picture before picking it up and kissed her's husband face.

"Armaan, tum kab aoo gay... Mera sabar khatam hota ja raha hai..."

She pleaded and hugged the picture as a lone tear escaped her eye.

"Har raat, is khwab main guzarti hoon k agle din k saath tumharay anay ki khabar milay gii...Har din...issi umeed pe kat ta hai k khain say tumhari awaz aye gi...kahin chupke se tum aa k mere andar k is khali pan ko khatam kar do gay...Par patah nahi, wo din kab aye ga"

Her voice broke and she laid on the bed after putting the picture back on its original position. Her heart broke in million pieces as the feeling of separation took over her heart and she cried into her pillow. The whole day she had to put up a brave face. smiling, laughing talking to her sweet widowed mother in law and younger sister in law, she would even bear the taunts of Armaan's arrogant Dadi who has a habit to pick out flaws in everything but as night fall on, it would help her get a free easy to let out all her pain. Her tears were absorbed by the cotton of her pillow as she turned and hugged the pillow that was owned by her husband in the first four months of there marriage.

Aaoge jab tum o saajana
Angana phool khilenge

That was her daily routine from the last 3 years.

She was the elder bahu of the Malik family. Basically a punjabi middle class joint family. Being the elder one, most of the house hold responsibility falls on her shoulders. She was a well mannered and obedient girl who was loved by all but that love couldn't replace the love, she wished to feel from her husband.

Armaan Malik on the other side of the world, was sleeping on his bed when he pulled the spare pillow beside him and hugged it tightly.

"Riddhima/Shilpa"

Her name escaped his lips as the first thing in the morning without him knowing of it.

His hug got tighter on the pillow as he engrossed his nose deep into it but on not feeling intoxicated smell of her body, he opened his eyes and looked at up with sleep filled eyes.

His heart beated badly. He so needed to feel her close to himself, deep in his body. Her giggles, her naughty eyes, her raised brow, her way to bite her tongue in between her teeth, the way her breath will increase on feeling him close to herself.

He missed her too. Too much that it hurts.

He ruffles his hairs as he get up and took hold of his cell to call her.

Her phone rang for few seconds before she picked up, after controlling her tears.

"Hello..."

Her meek voice reached the other side.

"Hello Riddhima/Shilpa...Tu theek tau hai.na..."

He asked with trembling voice. Involuntry, a hiccup escaped her lips that alerted him more.

"Tu roo rahi hai"

No matter how hard she try, she couldn't hide her pain and tears from him.

"Nahi...Nahi tau"

She tried to argue.

"Jhoot maat bol...Bata...Bata mujhe kia howa...kissi nay kuch kaha tujhe?"

Armaan asked with a tensed tone. They had a love marriage so she was his responsibility and so does her happiness.

They kept there love under veil for 7 years before Armaan got a job in a private firm after completing his masters and his family started looking for a girl for him. Though his family owned a large agricultural property but Armaan wasn't interested in it. His family and Riddhima/Shilpa's family lived on a same road so they knew her and her family well. Armaan gave a hint to her mother who agreed with the choice of her only son and after getting consent from all the elders of his family, went and asked for Riddhima/Shilpa.

Armaan's family was well known in this middle class town so Riddhima/Shilpa's family quickly agreed and they got married, but when they were just so happy with there union, Armaan's office promoted him and send him to America. But Armaan needed to stay in America for three years to get green card so that he could call Riddhima/Shilpa here. He even didnt go back to attend the wedding of his younger brother who got married 6 months back.

"Riddhima/Shilpa...Bol na..."

He prompted her once again.

"Ar...Armaan..."

She started as tears still roll down her cheek.

"Tum wapis kab aao gay?"

Armaan's heart broke hearing her words.

"mujhe...Mujhe tumhare saath rehna hai Armaan...Please..."

She sobbed and he ran a desperate hand on his face.

"Main...Main jald aa raha hoon Riddhima/Shilpa...Bus kuch din or intezar kar lay...Phir main tujhe kabhi akele nahi rehne doon ga"

He promised.

"Chal chup kar...bus chup..."

His scolding made her smile.

"Abh aaram se sou ja...hnmm..."

"I love you Armaan..."

She murmured softly..

"I love you too Riddhima/Shilpa..."

He whispered back and hoping for there togetherness, Riddhima/Shilpa went to sleep.

On the other hand, Armaan quickly called his lawyer to inquire about his residential status.

"Just one week more Armaan...Then you are all set to have your green card"

The lawyer confirmed that gave Armaan a sigh of relief.

Armaan didn't want to have a future back in punjab, his hometown. He wanted to live freely. He wanted to visit places with Riddhima/Shilpa. He wanted to explore the world.

And he will do that. He will call his wife here. He will fulfill all his and his wife wishes.

Naina tere kajraare hai
Naino pe hum dil haare hai

He made a strong cup of coffee and stand in the window of the studio apartment, he shared with his friend, too look at the busy city of NewYork. It was still early in the morning, but the city was already set on its feet. Traffic was jam packed on the roads.

He remembered the days when he looked at Riddhima/Shilpa for the first time, in his college entering in her pure punjabi attire. She was a fresher then, just like him. He got bowled over by her charms and was captivated by her dark eyes. Those eyes, which say more things than her lips. The kohl filled black eyes. He followed her all around the college for next two weeks. They were sharing two same classes too and that helped him getting close to her. Soon there college romance turned to a deep love. They would met in a secluded corner of his fields after she was done with her graduation. She would run away to tease him just like a free bird. Her duppatta would fly at her back. That was a memory for him to always cherish.

Anjaane hi tere naino ne
Waade kiye kai saare hai

He smiled while taking a sip, how she held him close when he was about to come here.

"Riddhima/Shilpa... Kia howa?"

He hugged her tightly as she slightly sniffed.

"Tum tau udher itni sari americans k beech main raho gay...Mujhe bhool gaye tau?"

Her words made him smile.

"Haan...Ye baat tau sochne wali hai"

He teased. She quickly backed away and looked at him with wide eyes.

"Tum...Tum sach main..."

But seeing that small smile that he was trying to hold, she narrowed her eyes and hit his chest lightly.

"Bohut maza aata hai tang karne main na"

She turned away from him. He smiled seeing her cute flaring nose and pouting lips and hugged her from behind.

"Chahay koi kitni bhi sundar kyun na ho...Mere liye, tumse bhar k koi nahi..."

He said nuzzling her neck.

"Or phir chahay mera jism wahan hoon...Mera dil, meri dharkan...tau main idher he chor k ja raha hoon na...tujh main"

He continued that made her teary once again. He felt her tensed and turned her around to bring once again in a hug.

"Riddhima/Shilpa...Main poori koshish karoon ga k tumhain apnay pass jald bula loon...Jab tumhare college chootnay k baad main 3 din tujhe dekhay bina aram se nahin reh pata tha, tau socho teen saal main mera kia haal hoga...Par tere or mere...hamare future k liye mujhe ye Qadam layna hai...hmmm"

She took three deep breaths to inhale his smell and then pulled away. He wiped her tears and left a lingering kiss on her forehead when Armaan's Mother called him and giving a quick peck on his lips, he left.

Saanson ki lay
Madham chalein
Tose gaye barasega saawan
Barasega saawan
Jhoom jhoomke
"Bus Riddhima/Shilpa...Abh kuch din ka intezar hai...Phir main tere pass hoon ga...ta k phir tau hamesha k liye mere pass aa sakay"

He promised once again and set to get ready for his work.

Three weeks later:

Riddhima/Shilpa was working in the kitchen when her phone buzzed. She take a look at the phone screen and seeing Armaan name flashing, she wiped her hands quickly and picked it up.

"Armaan"

"Riddhima/Shilpa..."

He shouted his name in top of her lungs. She got a broad smile and pushed the phone a bit away from her ears.

"Aram se...Howa kia?"

She laughed and asked him...

"Main aa raha hoon...Main wapis aa raha hoon...Tere pass...apne ghar...is sunday ko"

He exclaimed with a happy tone that seemed to make Riddhima/Shilpa alive once again.

"Sach main...?"

She wasn't able to believe and covered her lips with her fingers.

"Sachi...Bus kuch dinon ka fasla hai abh hamare beech...Phir main kabhi tujhe khud se dour nahin honay doon ga"

Armaan promised.

Rajji, who was working beside Riddhima/Shilpa, saw the whole scene and then saw her crying. She got concerned.

"Bhabhi...Kia howa?"

She asked politely.

Riddhima/Shilpa looked at her an give a wide smile through her tears.

"Rajji...Armaan wapis aa raha hai..." And that was enough to set Rajji up to spread this news in the whole house.

Riddhima/Shilpa laughed seeing her excited and turned her attention to Armaan

"Jaldi aana Armaan...Main intezar karoon gi..." She mumbled

"Apni ankahin band kar k mera naam lay...Main wahin miloon ga tujhe..."
She closed her eyes after Armaan cut the call and surly, like always, she found Armaan there.


She was sitting in the broad stairs of her house, looking at the main door, that was in front, intently.

Its sunday.

Armaan has to come that day.

Abhinav and Armaan's Dada g went to airport to receive him. She was desperate to see him today. Its so long, it feels decades not years to her that she last see his face. See that famous smirk or smouldering passion filled eyes or that sweet pout that always make her want to kiss him but due to her shyness, she usually control herself. Her eyes fixed on the door not wanting to miss a second of his appearence after he get back home, when Dadi started shouting from her room.

"Sara din idher darwaza hi tak-ti rahay gi yaan kuch kaam bhi kare gi...Puttar aj innay saalon baad ghar aa raha hai...Itna nahi k ghar ki saaf safai ko dekhay yaan kuch khanay ka hi intezam kar lay..."

Riddhima/Shilpa took a deep sigh. Her tears were about to come out from her eyes.

Riddhima/Shilpa's mother in law, Aprajita came out from her room, correcting her duppatta. She looked affectionately at Riddhima/Shilpa and run a hand on her head.

"Maa ki baat ka bura na mana Riddhima/Shilpa...Unhoon nay tau apni saari zindagi Babu Ji k saath rehte guzari hai...Wo ye nahi samjh saktin k pati se door rehne ka dard kia hota hai"

Aprajita told her and in reply, she gave a small smile. Riddhima/Shilpa hold her mother-in-law hands in her's.

"Maa...Mujhe abh tau Dadi ki baaton ki adaat ho gaye hai...App fikar na karo...Main theek hoon" Aprajita cupped her elder daughter-in-law's face and kissed her forehead.

"Janay kaun say janam k itnay acchay karam thay mere...Ke tujh jaisi bahu milli...khush reh meri bachi...aur aj tau teri khushi ka saaman khudi aa raha hai"

Riddhima/Shilpa blushed at Armaan's mention and rushed away, leaving a happy Aprajita behind.

She checked all over the things, once again. Gauri(be happy snehu), their maid had cleaned every corner of the house as almost everyone of the house ordered her, day and night from last two days to not leave a single spot in dust. Riddhima/Shilpa had prepared all Armaan's favorite dishes already with the help of her mother-in-law and Rajji.

"Accha theek hai...Tum jald hi bhai ji ko lay k ghar aoo"

Rajji talked on the phone before she cut it and grabbed Riddhima/Shilpa's hand from the back.

"Bhai ji aa gaye hain bhabi...Bus kuch he dair main Dada ji aur Abhi unhain lay ke atay hoon gay"

Rajji teased her. The ladle that she was running in the pot stopped in the middle. Her heart beat increased as the realization of him being back at home, dawned upon her.

She has been waiting forever for this moment.

"App ja k tayar kyun nahi ho jatay...Choro...Choro isay"

Rajji pulled her away from the stove and held the laddle.

"Main ye sub dekh loon gi...App jaoo...aur bilkul waisa tayyar ho jaisa bhai ji ko pasand hai..." But when she saw, Riddhima/Shilpa is about to argue, she almost pushed her out from the kitchen.

"Bhabi...Jaoo"

She said with a stern emotion that made Riddhima/Shilpa laugh.

"Pagal"

She mummbled but never th less went up to her room to change.

She took out that light blue dress having embroidery on its border and half sleeves that Armaan bought for her before he left for America. She promised herself to only wore that suit when he will come back because firstly, it was his favorite color and second, it is a gift from him so its only fair that he get to see himself how she looked in it.

The day Armaan told her about his return, she get it sewed by a tailor and had carefully pressed it last night.

She quickly took a bath and changed into that dress. She wore matching bangles and ear rings, applied a dark line of kohl in her eyes, just like he liked, adored a small light blue bindi in between her eyebrows, leaving her mangalsutra adore her long swan like neck and dark line of verlillion between her hairs as she tied them in a black, gold and blue pranda. She also wore that gold anklets that Armaan had gifted her on there wedding night.

She looked at herself in the mirror and found a new kind of glow on her face. The saddness that was a permenant feature of her face before, was missing right now. Her usually pale cheeks were red with blush. Her empty eyes were shinning. She ran her fingers on her astonished face.

The main bell rang that brought her out from her trance and she get to the window of her room, almost running, anticipating that it must be Armaan...But seeing Armaan Bua's and Chacha's family, she get disappointed.

"Wo bhi bus ata hi hoga Riddhima/Shilpa...Jahan itna intezar kia hai...Wahan thora aur sahi"

She came down to greet the guests with cold drinks. Armaan's all cousins were so excited to.meet him. Obviously first time, anyone from them, was coming from abroad.

Soon Armaan's maasi too joined in with her husband.

"Abhi tak aya nahi Armaan?"

Armaan's maasi Arpita asked as soon as she entered.

Riddhima/Shilpa felt someone gave words to her thoughts.

"Anay hi walay hain Maasi G...Abhi abhi meri inh(Abhinav) se baat howi...Reh rahay hain k bus 5 minute aur"

Rajji explained as she served the snacks.

Riddhima/Shilpa, after serving cold drinks, went to the kitchen, when main bell ring.

This time, she didnt raise her hopes thinking that someone from the family might have come over but just few minutes later, a jumping Rajji entered the kitchen with a wide grin.

"Bhabi, Bhai g aa gaye"...

Her words made Riddhima/Shilpa heart flutter. Her hands started sweating.

Rajji understood her condition and came towards her. She leaned against the shelf, facing her now.

"App dekhain tau zara ja k bhabi...Bhai g bilkul vedesi dikh rahay hain...wo coat, galay main maflar, lambe jootay...itnay khoob ru(handsome)...Apko tau aik bar phir se pyar ho jaye ga"

Riddhima/Shilpa wiped her sweating hands with her dupatta and avoid looking at Rajji as she kept on pouring drinks for Dada ji, Abhinav and Armaan.

"Ja...Ja k ye day aa"

She pushed the tray towards Rajji.

Rajji frowned a bit.

"Kyun?...Main kyun jaoon??...App jao na...Appko patah hai k sab k beech main Bhai ji ki nazar appko dhoond rahi hogi...wo appka intezar kar rahay hoon gay"

"Isi liye tau nahi jana chahti Rajji..."

She said with sigh. She was afraid that if she just go now, everyone would be there to witness there gaze and what if she forget to blink after seeing him. She was 80 percent sure of it but she didnt want to create a scene.

"Tu ja na Rajji"

She pushed Rajji with the tray and kept on standing at her place with a bated heart. Being so near to him but still not seeing him was another torture on her poor self.


Aaoge jab tum o saajana
Angana phool khilenge

As thought and explained by Rajji, Armaan's eyes were fixed on the living room's door, waiting for just a glance of her. Although he was sitting in a crowd of people who love him. His mother, his grandparents, his uncle aunts, cousins but still, he missed his part. His wife. Wasnt 3 years too much for him to bear alone? Isn't she impatient to see him just like he was? He wondered.

Rajji came to him with a drink and noticed his gaze.

"Bhai ji..."

She broke his trance and abruptly, Armaan averted his gaze and took the glass.

"Bhabi app ki kab se rah dekh rahi theen...Aj subah seeriyon(stairs) main bethay appka intezar karti rahin...Par abh janay kyun, yahan sab k samne...apke samne nahi ana chahti"

She whispered so just Armaan could hear her.

Armaan looked up at her. No wonder Riddhima/Shilpa consider Rajji as a sister.

Armaan had never met Rajji before but Riddhima/Shilpa has kept him informed about everyone that at times, he felt, he is there, with his family in india.

"Thank you"

Armaan replied with a smile and he understood too, as why Riddhima/Shilpa didnt came infront of him.

"Oye kuriye...Abh apnay Jeeth(elder brother in law) ko paani hi poochay gi yaan kuch khilaye gi bhi...Ja, Ja k Gauri se keh k bahir zameen pe khanay ka ayojan kare...Sab saath main hi khayein gay"

Rajji nodded and left.

"Bhai...Chalo tum zara fresh ho jao...Phir khana khatay hain"

Abhinav escorted Armaan away from his cousins who were sitting around him, asking him questions after questions as how he find the outer world.

But instead to take him to the common bathroom, they had near living room for guests usage, Abhinav took him to his room.

"Main bahir hi hoon bhai...App ander jaoo"

Abhinav smiled and pushed Armaan in with a secret smile.

As he entered, her smell hit her and he got the meaning as why Abhinav took him here.

He closed the door and found her who was hiding behind it, leaning against the wall.

His eyes forget to blink. His heart raced. His breath hitched.

The beauty who always kept him mesmerized, those shy eyes, looking down on the floor...the long fingered hands, he loved to play with, nervously entwined...the pink lips which tasted more sweeter than honey, sandwitched between her teeth...

His Wife.

His Riddhima/Shilpa. Only held that charms that could always make him insane.

Her condition was no different on feeling him so near after years.

She hesitantly look up at him. Her body could already felt the heat of his intent gaze but when she looked in those eyes, it seemed that a thunderstorm is coming in.

Surly, Rajji was right once again.

He looked so foreign. His skin got the pale color which used to be light brown before. His attire was quite different from what he was wearing, when he left.

But when he stepped forward and pulled her in a tight hug, the warmth, the passion, the caress, the touch was of the same Armaan who left her 3 years back.

He took a deep breath, inhaling the scent of her sweet body.

"Abh laga k main zinda hoon" He whispered pulling her into himself more.

Riddhima/Shilpa's trembling hand went up and caressed his back as a tear let out from her eyes and got absorbed in his coat.

"Meri bhi bus saansain hi chal rahi theen" She whispered back.

"Tum aye kyun nahi bahir mujhe milne...Ghar main ander atay saath hi meri ankhain bus tumhain hi dhoond rahi theen"

He complained but didnt let her move even a bit.

"Kia wo kaffi hota??..."

She asked as she felt his lips against her neck. Her whole body heat up just feeling his lips against her skin.

And Armaan got it. Surly, it wouldn't have been enough.

After 3 years, seeing her in a group of people and not been able to touch her, hug her, love her, kiss her out from hesitation and respect for elders...would have killed him more.

"Nahi..."

He replied and got his answer in her question

They were lost to take fill of eachother's heart desire when a knock on the door startled them.

"Bhai...Bahir aa jao ...Gauri nay khana laga diya hai...sab atay hi hoon gay bahir"

Abhinav warned them.

Riddhima/Shilpa backed off and get to the door without breaking there eyelock. She has to be out earlier than him because noone knew except Gauri, Rajji and Abhinav that she is not in kitchen but here, with him.

Rajji and Abhinav had arranged there meeting. They had seen Riddhima/Shilpa suffering and each time, Rajji's heart went out to her. Abhinav was too madly in love with his wife and could understood the pain of his brother so he texted Rajji to send Riddhima/Shilpa to there room so that he could bring Armaan there and they could meet in privacy that could put them at ease till night.

Riddhima/Shilpa was about to open the door when Armaan hold her hand tightly in his.

"Sab kaam khatam kar k jaldi kamre main aana...Main tera intezar karoon ga"

Riddhima/Shilpa blushed with a smile, that she tried her best to hide and nodded.

She opened the door and ran out straight to the kitchen without giving anyone a glance .

Armaan was smiling at the back when Abhinav came infront of him and looked at him with raise brows an a teasing smile.

"Chal oye"

Armaan smacked Abhi's hand which were crossed on his chest.

Both brother giggled like girls at there teasing gazes.

"Ja k moun tau dho aoo...warna pehli bar main hi Dadi k haathon pakre jaon gay k puttar, itni deir FRESH honay main laga di par moun phir bhi nahi dhoya"

He teased imitating Dadi in the end.

Armaan blushed while running hand in his hairs and Abhi enjoyed his brother state. He was so happy for his Bhabi and Bhai...

"Tu ja yahan say...Main ata hoon"

Armaan made him turn and pushed him away before he closed the room door and leaned against it, having a silly smile on his face.

"Abh Daadi ko kaun samjhaye...K meri freshness, meri zindagi kiss main bassi hai"

He talked to himself before he heard choas outside and quickly get into the joinned bathroom to wash his face and hands before he joinned everyone out for dinner.

"Wah Bhabhi...Aj tau khana bohut hi bariya bana hai"

Armaan's Bua, Sarita complimented while licking her fingers after having that delicious Rajma Chawal which was Armaan's favorite. His Chachi, Chacha and Maasi agreed with his bua.

"Bilkul..."

"Aray Sarita...Aik tau tu haath haath ke farak ko bhi nahi peehchan sakti...Aj teri bhabi nay nahi...Aj ka sara khana tau meri choti donon bahuon nay banaya hai"

Dadi boosted, looking proudly at her two bahu's who were serving the food to everyone. Aprajita smiled broadly. Her mother-in-law was rude sometimes but she equally loved Riddhima/Shilpa and Rajji too. Just that her way of showing love was different.

She would say anything to them in the boundary of her home but willn't say a word or let anyone else say a word to her grandsons' wives.

"Dadi ji...Maine tau bus thora katne main madad ki...Bhabi nay tau mujhe choolhay(stove) k pass bhi nahi janay diya"

Rajji said meaningfully and winked at Riddhima/Shilpa who seemed to be on fire today. The blush, the redness of her cheeks was a constant feature on her face.

Abhinav nudged his elder brother with his elbow, who was sitting beside him and winked. Armaan smiled while taking a bite of roti and looked up at Riddhima/Shilpa with proud.

She has filled his life, his home, his family with true love. Dadi rarely complimented anyone so if she did, it must be that good.

"Dadi G... Jo bhi ho...Seekha tau hum ne Maa se hi hai na..."

Riddhima/Shilpa replied and Sarita Bua smiled widely.

"Dekha Ma...Akhir kamal tau meri Bhabhi ka hi hai na"

And all laughed. Everyone proved right in there statement.

"Riddhima/Shilpa, Rajji...Chalo tum dono bhi saath beth k kha lo khana abh"

Aprajita asked her daughter-in-laws when the laughter died.

Armaan so wanted Riddhima/Shilpa to sit with him. He wanted to feel her existence around him in a physical proof. As if his brother heard him out, he quickly finished his food and got up from the floor.

"Mera tau ho gaya...Bhabi..."

He took hold of his plate and called Riddhima/Shilpa.

"App idher aa jao..."

Riddhima/Shilpa looked at him with disbelieve and then looked at everyone sitting around, trying to judge their reactions. But no one even found something awkward in it.

Riddhima/Shilpa looked at Armaan and saw him looking back at her. He gave a small hidden smile and pat the place beside him, where Abhi was siting few seconds back, asking her to come and sit with him.

Aprajita hold her hand and make her move to sit with Armaan.

"Main aur saalan lay k ati hoon"

Rajji said and left inside and Abhi followed her.

Hesitantly, Riddhima/Shilpa get to the place and sit down on her legs. Armaan looked at her from under his eyelashes. Her nail polished fingers were playing with each other nervously. Her shy down casted eyes were explaining the whole situation.

They have been only together for first four months of their wedding. The period, when she was just a newly wedded bride. When all her actions and reactions were being observed by everyone in the family. The small time which didn't allowed her to get comfortable with the open gestures of affection that his husband would share with her. To her, even sharing a meal together when everyone is around is an intimate factor as she never did that before.

They used to share sweet meals in the boundary of their room together whenever Armaan would have faked a headache or was not feeling well. Aprajita would make sure Riddhima/Shilpa took lunch or dinner for him in the room where he would like to feed her himself and she would do the same but otherwise, she was used to serve everyone and let everyone be finished with food their food before she would take that in the solitude of her kitchen. She was raised like that.

Armaan pushed his plate a little on her side with a sly smile.

Riddhima/Shilpa looked up at him who was busy making a morsel and then left that in the plate and made another one for himself. Riddhima/Shilpa bit her lower lip to hide a heartwarming smile and hesitantly put forward her hand. Her eyes looked around to check if anyone noticed Armaan's action and took hold of the morsel before she ate it.

She was feeling blessed. The whole phase of their falling in love got alive once again.

Though he was not feeding her himself, but his action just made her feel like that.

She too made a morsel and left that in the plate for him.

Armaan's heart fluttered as he looked at her before he took that bite.

The whole dinner went on like that. They kept on sharing there made up morsels all through.

Aprajita looked at her son and daughter in law and got happy tears in her eyes. She didn't miss their small act and smiled, praying to God to keep them happy always. Riddhima/Shilpa was smiling, blushing. That's how Aprajita liked to see her.

Dadi too looked at Riddhima/Shilpa and was happy for her. Though she looked like a lady with a hard mask on, but she was a softy inside.

How could she tell Riddhima/Shilpa that she never scolded her for her inefficiency or lack of concentration,. She always did that so Riddhima/Shilpa's mind could stay busy in things as seeing her lost and lifeless face was a big torture for Dadi than to stay away from her grandson. By keeping her busy, atleast she got a relief that Riddhima/Shilpa is not feeling pain for those moments. No one had ever tried to understand but Dada ji did and put a hand on her shoulder to show his silent support. Seeing there grandson and grand daughter-in-law happy like this was a big relief on their poor shoulders.

Riddhima/Shilpa got up from the floor after being done with her food and started collecting the dishes before she moved towards the kitchen only to find a lovely Abhinav feeding his blushing wife with his hand.

Riddhima/Shilpa smiled widely and decided to tease them. It was her chance.

"Ahem...Ahem"

She cleared her throat that burst there love bubble.

Rajji quickly pushed Abhinav away and turned around, blushing badly.

Abhinav looked at Riddhima/Shilpa who looked back at him with a raised brow and teasing smile.

"Tau yahan...Kia ho raha tha?"

She got in and put the used dishes in the sink.

Abhinav made a bad face.

"Kia bhabi...Aik tau maine appko bhai k saath khana khanay ka mauqa diya...Tau kia main apni patni ko akele main khana bhi nahi khila sakta"

Both Riddhima/Shilpa and Rajji blushed.

"Bus karo app dono abh itna sharmana...Mere sare romance ko barbad kar diya"

He made a bad face, pouted and left the kitchen.

Riddhima/Shilpa and Rajji looked at eachother and started giggling.

"Mujhe maaf karna agar mera ana bura laga"

Riddhima/Shilpa said a bit later.

"Ohoo bhabi...Is main maafi ki kia baat hai...Appko patah thori tha...Main tau pehle hi Abhi se keh rahi thi k koi bhi aa sakta hai...Wo tau shukar hai k app thay...socho, agar Maa, Gauri yaan Dadi ji hotay..."

She made a horrified expression that put Riddhima/Shilpa at ease.

Soon Gauri too entered with dishes and Riddhima/Shilpa and Rajji went to work to clean up the hall.

Later, Riddhima/Shilpa's parents too visited for a small time to meet their son-in-law. Armaan was so glad that her parents were not angry to him after all, he left there newly wedded daughter back home for three years. Neither he came to meet her in between nor did he call her.

He had heard many stories from his friends who used to take that as a headache whenever there wife or her parents would call them and asked them when they will call his daughter to America.

But in these three years, neither Riddhima/Shilpa nor her parents called him once for this matter.

Still he felt like saying sorry.

He got on his knees infront of his in-laws and looked up with guilty eyes.

"Bau ji, Maa ji...Main appse maafi mangna chahta hoon"

Riddhima/Shilpa's parents looked at him with startled eyes.

"Damad Ji...Ye kia kar rahay ho app?"

Riddhima/Shilpa's mother, Amrit asked with a confused face and get up from her place.

"Puttar Ji, Tum maafi kyun maang rahay hoo?"

Her father, Sudheer spoke up.

Armaan gulped down his saliva and hold his father-in-law hands in his.

"Main janta hoon...Gussa tau appko bhi aaya hoga k main shadi k kuch mah baad hi appki beti ko youn akela chor, bahir chala gaya...Par..."

Sudheer put hold on his shoulder and got up, making Armaan get up on his feet too.

"Beta G... Bura tau laga tha...Likin phir Riddhima/Shilpa nay humain samjhaya k agar tum gaye ho tau bhi us k liye hi gaye ho na...Apne or uske bhavishay ko accha bananay k liye...Jahan tum koshish karte ho k tum Riddhima/Shilpa k sare sapne poore karo...Woh bhi chahti hai k tumhare sare sapne, sari khawishshaat poori hoon...Tau puttar ji...Jab tum dono k sapne tumhain aik doosre se jorte hain, tum donon apnay hi anay walay kal k liye ye sab bardhaast karte rahay...tau hum kaun hotay hain k tum pe bharkain...tumhain kissi bhi tarhan kasoorwar manain"

"Aur Damad ji...App Riddhima/Shilpa ko akela thori chor k gaye thay...Apne parivar main hi choor k gaye na...Humne dekha hai k kaise sub us ki sari khushiyon ka khayal rakhte hain...uski choti si choti khwaish ko poora karne ki koshish karte hain...Uske udaas chehre pe haansi lanay ko kuch bhi karte hain...Sach main, Meri beti bohut bhagoon wali hai jo itna accha parivaar mila"

Amrit said proudly.

"Na kar Amrit...Naseeb walay tau hum hain jo aisi bahu milli"

Dadi came from behind with Dada and Aprajita who was helping Dadi in walking...

"Sahi main jahan aj kal ki larkiyan shadi k baad hi apne alag ghar main janay ka thaan leti hain...wahan mujhe aisi bahuain millin jo iss ghar ko joor k rakhna chahti hain...Apne paati k Dada Dadi ko apna Dada Dadi maan bethi hain...Iss Saas ko apni Maa manti hain..."

Dadi praised.

Riddhima/Shilpa and Rajji who just escorted Chacha, Bua and Maasi family out, stop stunned outside the room. They were so shocked to hear what Dadi said.

There Dadi was praising them behind their backs. That meant, it's what she really thought about them.

Riddhima/Shilpa parents stayed a few more minutes and then took a leave as Armaan seemed pretty tired.

"Ja puttar...Ja k tu araam kar abh"

Dada g patted his back and wishing a good night, he went up.

Armaan walked into his room a few minutes later where they had shared so many days, created so many memories. Some sweet ones. Some naughty and intimate ones. Some days they spend teasing each other, some nights in each other arms.

But right now, the room smelled more of her than his.

He keenly observed the room to see any changes but nothing was out from its place. Everything was exactly the same way as far as he could remember.

He looked at the dressing table. His perfumes were still neatly placed beside her things. On opening the cupboard, he saw his freshly pressed shirts hanging in there with her suits. New packed vests and inner wears of his were placed down along with a towel. Down, his shoes were placed beside her sandles. But it looked like he never left this place. His shoes didn't looked smothered or wrinkled at all. It looked shinning as if he was wearing it all through last 3 years.

He got really emotional on seeing all that.

His Riddhima/Shilpa, his wife, loved him so much.

He just couldn't wait any longer for her so he turned around and get to the door. He peeked out and found Gauri walking in the hallway.

"Oye...Gauri"

She turned around and looked at him.

"G Bhaiya g...?"

"Ja...Ja k apni Bhabi ko bula k la...Unse keh mujhe meri cheezain nahi mill rahin"

Armaan ordered her in a stern tone.

"Kaho tau main nikal doon Bhaiya G?"

She volunteered as she knew that Riddhima/Shilpa and Rajji were cleaning the dishes. And if she would call anyone of them, then she has to do that work. :(

"Kaha na...Ja k bhabi ko bula k la"

He asked impatiently

"Accha par kaun si bhabi ko...Bari bhabi yaan Choti Bhabi?"

She asked making a foolish out of herself.

Armaan put his hand on his waist and looked at her with narrow eyes.

"Main bula raha hoon...Tau mere kamre ki cheezon ka teri kis bhabi ko patah ho ga?"

And that glare he throw her way was enough for her to stop being a fool and get him what he wanted.

Gauri ran down and when he reached to the kitchen, she was breathing heavily. Without wasting a moment, she said.

"Bhabi.g.bhaiya.G.app.ko.bula.rahay.hain"

Riddhima/Shilpa and Rajji both looked at her with narrow eyes.

"Kia kaha...zara aram se tau bol...kuch samjh nahi aaya...Patah nahi kia bak bak kar rahi hai"

Rajji scolded her.

Gauri brought her hand to her chest and took three deep breath before she said.

"Bhabi g ko Armaan Bhaiya G bula rahay hain uper...Wo keh rahay hain k kuch cheezain nahi mill rahi unhain"

Rajji grinned as she heard it and looked at Riddhima/Shilpa.

"Jao Bhabi G...App ka bulawa aaya hai"

Riddhima/Shilpa hit her hand lightly for her teasing behavior.

"Chup...ye kar loon...Phir jati hoon" She kept on washing the dishes trying to control her emotions.

"Nahi Riddhima/Shilpa...Tu ja...ye sub Gauri or Rajji dekh lain gay...Wo thaka howa hoga...Tu dekh ja k usay"

Aprajita who heard all that asked her.

"Ji Maa..."

She didn't have any more excauses to put after that. She gave a small smile and wiped her wet hand with the towel. Filled a jug full of water before she went to her room with it and a glass.

Armaan waited for some time but when she didn't come, he sighed and went into the washroom to take a shower after getting hold of his towel, vest and trousers.

Riddhima/Shilpa entered the room 5 minutes later and took a sigh of relief. Her heart was on seventh sky with the thought of finally being alone with him. On purpose, she walked slowly to her room as she knew, one look on him and she would be all ready to lose her senses.

She put the jug on a side table, removed her dupatta and carelessly threw in on the bed before getting on the task to put everything in order.

Chanda ko taaku raaton mein
Hai zindagi tere haanthon mein
Palkon pe jhilmil taarein hain
Aana bhari barsaaton mein

Armaan came out from the bathroom sometime later to see her standing in the window. She was looking in a trance as her eyes were fixed on a moonless dark sky.

White room light was off but a soft yellow light, peeking from the side lamps was enough to make them look in the room.

She was looking ethereal. Pure. Fairy out from a fairy tale.

He looked at her dupatta placed on the bed. He threw his towel over it and went towards her. Few of her hair strands were falling on her red sweaty cheeks.

He stood behind, letting her sweaty back hit his cold freshly showered chest.

"Aj tau us chaand ko bhi aasmaan pe anay main sharam aa gaye...kyun k usay patah tha, aj tujh se zyada... koi khooburat na lagay ga"

Her breath hitched as his hand came up and slowly traced her cheek with the back of his index finger, so softly that it felt like a feather. Later his hand moved at the back in her hairs till he held her paranda in his hand and played with it"

"Tujhe patah hai na...Mujhe tere khulay baal zyada acchay lagte hain"

Her body felt chills down her spine. His words made her feet turn in jelly. She felt lack of breath after years of there last intimate touch so she moved away to the closet with the excuse

"Mujhe...Mujhe kuch cheezain nikalni hain..."

Her trembling voice was telling the whole tale.

Armaan smiled at the back, witnessing the same effect he had on her, all those years back. May be it was more forceful that. All those years pent up desire for eachother was hitting him with more force. And for once, he just couldn't allowed her to be just an inch away from her so he followed her around the room wherever she moved. In his night trousers, black vest and wet hairs, he was looking mouth watering and lets dont get to that heart-jumping smirk, which completely showed his deep dimple on his cheek.

Riddhima/Shilpa opened the closet and raised up on her toes. Armaan standing at her back, so close that she could feel his hot breath on her nape. She lifted her hand up to take out more pillows from the above cabnit as Armaan liked to sleep having pillows on one side and having her on other.

Armaan hold her raised hand and entwined there fingers, taking her with surprise.

"Tumhare liye takiye nikalne do"

She said with trembling lips...

"shhh..."

He whispered

"Itne saal akele rehne k baad...mujhe patah lag gaya...k mujhe kuch or nahi chahiye..."

He lips came near her ears as he touched them lightly.

"Jab tu mere pass hai tau"

And Riddhima/Shilpa's breath raised up as Armaan sucked her earlobe seductively, running his tongue along it before pulling it with his hot lips.

His hand guided her's to her abdomen as he secured it there and tortured her upper bare back, nape and shoulders with his lips to the extent that she turned around and hugged him tightly, helplessly.

He hugged her back with a warm smile while his hands roam on her body, trying to re memorize her seductive sexy curves. There were so many things, he wanted to say. So many things, she wanted to hear and explain. But right ow, there body's need was overpowering everything else.

Sapnon ka jahaan
Hoga khila khila
Barasega saawan
Barasega saawan Jhoom jhoom ke
Do dil aise milenge

Soon he brought his hands up and open the doori of her shirt before he pulled it away from her shoulder and paid homage to her soft skin

A moan escaped her lips that made him smile but he had a few ideas to cherish first.

Last three years, whenever he thought of her, the thought of how there reunion would be was always there.

He broke the hug and pulled her a little away. Her breath was a little unstable. He took hold of her hand and made her walk a few steps before he turned her around and holder her arms once again, putting his chin on a shoulder.

"Nazrain utha k tau dekh...Kaisay lagte hain hum?"

Riddhima/Shilpa looked up to see a reflection of both of them staring back through the mirror.

His teasing eyes, a wide smile on his lips told her how much he loved what he saw but she forget to see her own red cheeks, kohl filled black eyes looking more bright then ever. Her glowing skin.

He unknotted her pranda, slowly and threw it away some where. His hands ruffled her hairs, making it look messy.

Softly, his fingers found there way to her waist and went inside to touch her bare abdomen. She shivered with the soft touch and closed her eyes.

He tried to pull up the shirt to take it off. She raised up her hands and in seconds, her upper body was visible to his eyes.

If they were dark with passion before, they turned stormy now.

Riddhima/Shilpa pulled up her hands to cover herself withen to make it easy for her, he pushed her waist length hairs away on the front which covered her up.

But before she could took a breath of relief, she heard the snapped sound and her protective skin colored silk brassier was off.

"Armaan"

She took his name with a weak sound.

"Shh...Aj kuch nahi Riddhima/Shilpa...Kitne sall is raat k liye intezar kia jab tu meri bahoon main ho...Mere pass...Aj mujhe khud ko mehsos karne day"

He sounded so helpless that she automatically gave up and leaned back on his chest.

His lips devored, touch, nibbed, licked each part of her skin which was in its range at that moment. His hands feverishly run on her body up down, down up that the momentum was hard to understand.

He pulled the string of her lower wear and the next instant, it felt down, ending up in a pool of cloth.

Armaan picked up her trembling body and carefully made her lay down.

Her hands went up to switch off the side lamp, close to her. Before he joined her in the bed.

His now bare legs entwined hers.

Her hands took hold of his hairs, massaging its scalp with the finger tips. He pushed her hairs away from her face before he cupped it and placed his lips over hers to quench his long lived thirst.

She let him. She let him take as much as he wanted. When he demanded entrance, she didn't hesitate. The fight of the tongues was another torture on her poor self.

He left her mouth and moved up to place several kisses on her face before getting down to her neck, collar bones, shoulders and arm pits. She whimpered with pure pleasure that only he could provide to her.

The sensitive parts of her body were itching to be touched now but he refrained. He wanted to take her to that height of passion which they never explored before.

He kissed her arms, hands, suckled on her finger tips before repeating the same torture on the other side. He took his time, making slow progress with each thing that was making her impatient.

When he didn't showed any interest to move away from belly button, she took hold of his hairs tightly and turned around, making him get down as now, it was her turn to tease him.

And sure enough, she didn't make it any easier for him.

He begged this time and turned over before he settled her down and pushed himself in.

A soft cry of pain escape her lips which was followed by sweet whimpers of pleasure. He said sweet words of love to her. His hands moved up to cup her softness and stroking it.

They both moaned, cried, loved, kissed several times that night. Each time he pulled her into his arms, she rushed to it. His sift kisses woke her up twice before there bodies give up and sleep took over there sweaty self.

He opened his eyes when the sun-rays stroked his skin gently. He groaned but his eyes look down to see his wife tightly wrapped around him. Her head was buried deep in his chest.

Smiling, he hugged her tightly before placing a soft kiss in her hairs.

She woke up with it and looked up at him with a breathtaking smile. Her first smile for the day, just for him.

"Tum kab uthay?"

She questioned in a sleepy tone as he pulled her up enough so now they were face to face, still laying. He made her put her head on his one stretched arm which with other, he pushed the hairs away from her face.

Her sindoor was all smudged on her forehead making her look more sexy to his eyes.

"Abhi abhi..."

He said and cupped her cheek.

She turned her face and kissed his palm with her pink lips.

"Abh tau mujhe choor k nahi jaoo gay na?"

She questioned. She just got the biggest happiness of life. First time, it was a bit easy to let him go away to america so he could make his future but this time, if he will go, she doubted that she will survived that.

"Kabhi nahi...Maine iss subah ka bara intezar kia hai...Jab main ankh khoolon tau subah ki pehli kiran se pehle... tujhe apnay samne dekhoon...abh har roz aisi subah k ilawa mujhe kuch nahi chahiye"

She looked into his eyes to see the honesty of his words but then she got confused too.

"Iska matlab k tum abh wapis nahi jao gay?"

"Jana tau hai...Likin"

He pulled her forward from her waist and traced his lips softly on her face. A sweet smile took over her lips as he pecked it, making it even bigger.

"Main apne office main keh k aya hoon...K abh ki bar main aoon ga tau bus apni patni ko saath lay ke...Process pehle hi shuru ho gaya hai...Bus kuch or kaghzaat bhejne hain wo abhi kuch dinon main bhej doon ga par tujhe apnay saath lay k hi jaoon ga"

Her eyes open wide with happiness.

"Sachi??"

"Muchi..."

She giggled and hugged him tightly.

"Main tere saath poori duniya dekhna chahta hoon Riddhima/Shilpa...teri nazar se dekhna chahta hoon..."

He whispered in her hairs.

Riddhima/Shilpa smiled. Her eyes were shinning with excitement. She kissed in his shoulder softly while her hands raked his back

"Main bhi..."

She whispered.

She would do anything to be with him. Go anywhere, he would take without asking a single question because she bared that fatal distance that tore her apart day by day.

And he promised to never let that smile slip from her face, which just brightened up his whole world.

Angana phool khilenge
Angana phool khilenge


I dont know how the end went.
I am not in mood to write...This probably would be my last work for few months...Ramazan coming up, then eid. I need to go back to pak and there is my brother's wedding plus my three cousins too getting married. So very busy time.
Along, I dont think I am doing well in here so...Really dont know if i will be back & when i will be back...
Will be a reader from now on...

Comment if you like otherwise leave it.
Coz one liners or having resv is not raising up my moral.
Take Care.
Bye.

awesome one dear

Awesomeee os as always ana,u r a great writer,its beautifully written,u have shown beautfully shown shilpa pain,loved ittt :)

Awsom blossom i luvd it...though most of da prt was sepration period...der pain of being away 4m each odr...i myt luv 2 c nodr prt der exploration 2gthr...nyhoo i hope u get back soon & hav fun on weddings..:)