FF: Pyaar in the Pink City Pt32/Pg106(Concluded) - Page 67

Congratulations Indu!!

Originally posted by: annieK

Something's up , it can't be that simple ...or can it ? But I am glad that she was able to take that step ...trust enough to love again . Great update dear and thnx for the pm .

Congrats on your SS being awarded .

Originally posted by: SPMom

Congratulations Indu!!

Loved the update, I am excited too to see what happend next.. Please may the best win(Ajay and Arnav). I hope its a happy ending.

Congratulations Indu !!

Originally posted by: inajnar

Congratulations Indu !!

That story was / is an absolute treat to read ...

And I am delighted that you so loved the song that you used it in this update...I am in awe of those sayings /quotes /songs that you post at the start as well as the banners which reflect the main motive of the chapter...

The green eyed monster is troubling Shyamu ...and the sheer courage to go up and say those words to Anjie...foolhardy indeed...

Unwitting Shyamu has revealed that he has an ulterior motive to get back...and that sets the ball rolling ...

Anjie reveals about Rakesh alias Shyamu...and the whole khandaan plays along...

Garima and Anjali's convo was so...needed...They share similar pasts...who better than Garima to give that gentle tug..

Nosey Nosey was hilarious...!!

Whats with secret smiles !! First Anjie then you ...tells tells...😉...

Dear Readers,

Dear Readers,

Dil Thaamke rakhna 😉 ! Bas I'll let you read on and say no more in the note.

Pyaar in the Pink City(English)

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Part 29

Alladin

Don't talk of stars burning above; if you're in love, Show me!

Tell me no dreams Filled with desire. If you're on fire, Show me!

Here we are together in the middle of the night!
--------------- Haven't your lips longed for my touch? Don't say how much,
Show me! Show me!
---------------- Haven't your arms Hungered for mine?
Please don't "expl'ine," Show me! Show me!

~ Lyrics of the song 'Show Me' from the movie 'My Fair Lady'

Cool breeze ruffled his hair even as his face split into a smile of anticipation and his heart tap danced in his chest. He felt like a seventeen year old in the throes of raging hormones, waiting for the girl of his dreams. True, he wouldn't know exactly what she had to say for sure until she actually showed up and spelled the words. But what the heck, he would enjoy this moment while it lasted; Ajay mused, pursing his lips and letting out a puff of warm air from his lungs to ease the knots in his stomach.

Nervousness was an entirely new sensation as far as he was concerned. "It does feel like rain tonight. The air is heavy with moisture and the stars are obscured by clouds. It's probably the last of the rainy season, before the dry spell starts." He pondered looking at the night sky. Again, it was something that he, like the people of his land had learnt to enjoy while it lasted. He checked his watch for the millionth time; it was a half past ten. Where was she? "How much longer Sug-" his muttering was cut short by big fat drops of rain that poured from the heavens without warning.

Ajay grinned widely raising his arms to the skies and threw his head back, shaking his long locks, and savoring the delightful pricks of the pelting rain drops. Nothing, absolutely nothing could ruin his mood tonight. His senses told him something wonderful was imminent.

"What. Are you doing? You are playing in the rain like a kid." scolded a distinctly feminine voice. A voice he had been desperately waiting to hear for the past hour. Ajay slowly turned around and beheld the owner of the musical voice; a voice he kept hearing in his dreams these days. Except in his dreams the voice did not scold, but whispered all manners of endearments and suggestions.

Ajay felt suddenly parched and his gut tightened painfully as he looked at her. She was wearing a beige gold saree of some sort of diaphanous material that accentuated rather than concealed her soft curves and flat midriff with her delectable navel playing peek-a-boo. Her long hair was blowing around her face as she wrestled with the whipping winds to keep the extra-large grand-father-umbrella steady overhead. His eyes travelled to her face at long last and noted the deep shade of red coloring her alabaster cheeks at his scrutiny. I am the reason for that color on her face he thought with an absurd male pride.

"Anjali" he said as she came to stand in front of him, rising on her toes slightly in an attempt to cover him too with her umbrella. "You are late. And you cannot escape the consequences." In a flash he knocked the umbrella out of her hand.

Anjali squealed in horror, making a futile effort to grab it. But the winds had picked up in strength and blown it away in the blink of an eye. Her lovely kohl lined eyes flashed in indignation as she took in his masculine form shaking with mirth. His deep rumbling laughter and the sight of his well-toned muscles under the now wet and transparent white kurta was turning the pit of her stomach into a warm and mushy geyser of bubbling sensations. "Oh! Come on!" she cried petulantly , folding her arms and assumed her strictest 'Di' look that worked like a charm with chotte but was proving to be utterly useless with this infuriating Rathod.

"You sent me a note that you would meet me here at nine-thirty. You are over an hour late, and yet here I am, waiting patiently to hear what you have to say. I think that warrants me having a ittle fun. Don't you?" He winked setting off the butterflies in her stomach.

There was a moment of absolute silence, while the rain fell steadily, but neither of them moved and Anjali lost herself looking into his eyes.

"Say what you have to. I am all ears" he asked suddenly sobering up and breaking the silence.

Anjali gathered her scattered wits and said "I wanted to tell you that I have come to realize..." The sound of rumbling thunder drowned the rest of her words.

"Darn it! What did she say?"Ajay let out a frustrated groan as his ribs seemed to squeeze his heart, "What did you say Sugar Queen? Say that again."

Anjali smiled, her eyes sparkling with sudden mischief. "I have said my piece. If you did not catch it, it's not my fault" she teased turning away, in a mock attempt to leave.

The next instant she felt Ajay's long fingers close in on her arms and spin her around to crush her against his hard chest. Holding her flush alongside him, he pushed her towards the wall and pinned her against it. Anjali's heart raced, her blood thundered in her ears and her body came alive, humming with joy as she felt Ajay's oh so perfectly sculpted body press into hers. She was drowning in delicious waves of giddiness she felt at his sudden domineering stance, when she felt his breath fanning her face and heard his deep voice choking up with emotions, "Anjali, don't do this to me".

With an answering sigh that tore from her heart, she threw her arms around his neck and whispered against his lips, "I said, I have finally realized what I want and what I feel for you. I love you too Ajay Singh Rathod. And, I too have been desperately waiting all day for this moment."

In the space of a heart beat Ajay's lips were on hers kissing her with the desperation of a man who had banked his fires for an eternity. His firm fingers stroked her waif-thin waist sending shivers shooting up her spine. She felt his heart slamming against his chest that was pressed against her's, teasing her sensitized tips. His hands slid over her hips and found her lush bottom drawing a low throaty moan from her as she threw her head back in surrender. Thunder rumbled somewhere close by causing them to break apart and catch their breath.

Ajay stepped back allowing Anjali to step away from the wall. She stumbled at the sudden loss of contact and he instantly shot out his hand to hold hers and steadied her. Rain continued to lash at them and the wind howled around them, while they both stood transfixed. Anjali's pallu billowed against a sudden gust of wind and fell to the floor between them, leaving her exposed to his starving eyes. His eyes rivaled the darkness of the night and burned with a primal desire as he ran his gaze over her slender body, slick with the rain.

In the muted lights spilling out from the wall sconce, Anjali looked like a nymph. Her dull gold blouse had molded itself to her body like second skin, the silken material leaving nothing to the imagination. Her face was flushed a deep red, her eyes dark and drunk with desire, her parted lips were swollen from his kisses and glistened with the rain, her skin was rapidly turning red where his teeth had feasted mere seconds ago, her pulse hammered at the base of her throat while her breathing was labored, causing her chest to rise and fall in the most alluring way.

Anjali stood rooted to the spot unable to move even a muscle pinned under Ajay's gaze. Part of her wanted to rush into his arms while the other half wanted to turn away and hide herself from his penetrating eyes.

Ajay's eyes skimmed her silky hair that clung lovingly to her now bare shoulders, the water running off them trickled over and between her pert breasts and slid down her creamy midriff, past the silver waist belt that he had bought for her, to pool in her navel, awakening an aching thirst in him to taste for himself and take his fill. He felt an irrepressible urge to run his hands along the path traced by the raindrops; stroke her satiny skin and savor the feel of her rounded curves against his palms. Blood rushed southwards and his loins throbbed at his errant thoughts. Every male instinct in him clamored to crush her to him, to fan the flames to a crescendo and lose himself in her.

Instead, with a superhuman effort he loosened his grasp on her hand, and turning away implored in a rough and tortured voice, "Anjali, please leave now while I still have some semblance of control. If you stay even a minute longer, I'll end up making love to you right here."

It was going to be a painful night, but he would rather deal with that than a painful conscience mused Ajay, closing his eyes and fought for control over his body. He sensed a sudden swift movement behind him and the next instant, Anjali's soft body slammed into his back enclosing him in a crushing embrace; her arms wrapping around him to place her palms on his chest, while her head rested on his shoulder blades.

Ajay loved her and wanted her like no one had wanted her before. This handsome man, this amazing man had just paid her the most potent of homages any woman could crave for from the man she loved. His eyes had exposed his heart's desire, drawing an exhilarated assent from hers. Her heart soared at the realization that she was the reason he was teetering on the brink of losing his control. She felt powerful and beautiful and on the verge of losing her sanity any second now, if he did not touch her with his fingers and lips the way he had with his scorching gaze.

He felt the heat from her quivering body seeping into his and heard her chant his name like a prayer. Ajay turned around and tipped her chin up, his eyes seeking, trying to understand.

Anjali lifted her hands to cradle his face and holding his gaze breathed huskily, "Ajay----- Show me----. "

He drew in a sharp breath and repeated, "Anjali are you sure?"

"I have never been surer of anything in my entire life as I am of this right now. Make me your's Ajay, in every sense of the word." She replied, swaying towards him.

He needed no further encouragement. Hooking one finger through her waist belt he tugged her towards him, with a groan. Then, scooping her up in his powerful arms, he strode over to his bedroom in the studio to show her with his deeds how much he loved her; and to finally soothe the fire they had ignited in each other the night they had kissed by the lake, on their very first date.

A couple of hours later, Anjali stirred from her brief but deep sleep to find herself cozily ensconced in Ajay's arms, her head resting on his shoulder while his eyes gazed at her face in reverence. The sound of rain beating against the windows added a soothing background score.

"Hey there Sugar Queen, awake? In case you missed hearing it the first time, I love you with my heart and soul" declared Ajay nipping the tip of her nose.

Anjali smiled, burrowing her body into his and replied, "So do I. Ajay."

He recalled how different his name had sounded on her frenzied lips as she had screamed it out even as her body had spasmed over with intense pleasure. Giving in to a sudden yearning to hear her call him not Rathodji or Ajayaji, but simply Ajay when she was not in the clutches of a climax, he asked, "Say that again Sugar".

"What? So --- do I?" she enquired tentatively.

"My name, Sugar. Say my name again" he prompted. "Ajay" she drawled, quickly adding, "Thank you".

"For what?" he questioned in a puzzled tone, propping himself on his elbow and shifting her beneath him.

She savored the feeling of having the weight of a man, this man on her. Her eyes misted as she continued on earnestly, "Thank you, for fixing something inside of me that I was afraid would stay broken forever. Thank you, for making me love myself again, and for making me feel like the most desirable woman on this planet."

Her words shocked him and anger surged through his system at the thought of the damage that Shashank and Shyam had wrought on her psyche. Reducing her to think that she was somehow less than what she was. They were wrong, selfish men who manipulated and toyed with her feelings to serve their own ends. He would have to simply fill her life with an abundance of love till the wounds healed. He resolved again and leaning in replied, his voice roughening with desire as his nether regions came in contact with hers, "Sugar Queen, you are perfect, not broken. In my eyes, you are the most beautiful woman to have walked this earth. Heck, you are so hot that you just set fire to the rain out there," and he lowered his head to capture her lips in a gentle kiss.

"Alladin" she purred against his throat.

Ajay paused nibbling her ear lobe, and pinning her with a possessive glance, he exclaimed in a chagrined voice, "Excuse me, who?"

Anjali giggled, her finger tracing the outline of the blazing sun that was tattooed on his biceps, "You. You are my Alladin who whisked me away on a magic carpet and showed me a whole new world. A magical new world, where you fought away my demons, held my hand and loved me forever and ever. You see, Alladin was my first crush, and I wanted to grow up and marry him."

Ajay smiled, his heart turning warm and fuzzy; the blood was now flowing like warm honey in his veins while his eyes grew tender with love. "In that case, Alladin is who I am, my Sugar Queen" he said, kissing her forehead. "Marry me! Will you Anjali?" His lips slid down to kiss her brow, her eyes, and tugged at her lip.

"Yes. Oh God yes Ajay!" cried out Anjali returning his kiss with renewed passion.

And they continued in this vein, finding and losing themselves in each other while the rain picked up its tempo outside to match the passionate storm that was beginning to brew once again between them.

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PS: Toh Bolo, Bolo... Tells, Tells Kaisa tha??? Howzzat?☺️

Chalo, I am the first to comment here.

Just was back home around 11PM yesterday night and the first thing I did when I woke up was to catch up on your updates. So here it goes, both the updates together. I guess there is no point now in going back and updating for each part now, hence the double comment.

Part 28:-

I absolutely loved this Anjali. One who didn't hide anything and told Arnav/Ajay about Shyam's dhamki. I hated it in the serial when Anjali tries to meet Shyam discreetly - Anjali was reduced to a stupid woman in that one instant. So was very glad that Anjali revealed all about Rakesh and in turn Arnav and family filled in about the truth of Shyam without sugar coating the truth. Loved the way Anjali told Nani and Arnav that she meant to say yes to Ajay. The relationships of Nani/Arnav/Anjali was written down by you to the T in this update. All 3 were very close to each other and there is no way Anjali would say Yes to Ajay without first talking to them. Loved the way Garima showed a way forward to Anjali.

Part 29:-

WOW, you write very well - the update was slightly erotic but not at all vulgar. I always say that when you can write erotic very well without being off or sounding very bad, then it is a mark of a good writer. I can feel the desperation of Ajay and the eagerness of Anjali in this update. Both have been beaten down by circumstances but their love revived them and it was but given that they would become one soon. They both were hurt souls and their hurt has finally found an soothing balm in each other's love. So finally the yes came from both and the family. Now will the marriage be so smooth forward given that Shyam is lurking in the backgrounds? Will he allow his Rani Sahiba to slip away from him so easily. Can't wait for the next update. So finally this story is near its final stages. It was such a good story to see the growth of Anjali from being a woman cheated in love to become a strong, independent woman to finally finding love in Ajay and Tashi. Loved the way Arnav protected his Di through out the journey. Now I can't wait to see this big or hopefully more of an FF with the journey of Arnav and Khushi towards becoming parents. So what are you waiting for. Keep it coming.

Originally posted by: psarada

Chalo, I am the first to comment here.

Just was back home around 11PM yesterday night and the first thing I did when I woke up was to catch up on your updates. So here it goes, both the updates together. I guess there is no point now in going back and updating for each part now, hence the double comment.

Part 28:-

I absolutely loved this Anjali. One who didn't hide anything and told Arnav/Ajay about Shyam's dhamki. I hated it in the serial when Anjali tries to meet Shyam discreetly - Anjali was reduced to a stupid woman in that one instant. So was very glad that Anjali revealed all about Rakesh and in turn Arnav and family filled in about the truth of Shyam without sugar coating the truth. Loved the way Anjali told Nani and Arnav that she meant to say yes to Ajay. The relationships of Nani/Arnav/Anjali was written down by you to the T in this update. All 3 were very close to each other and there is no way Anjali would say Yes to Ajay without first talking to them. Loved the way Garima showed a way forward to Anjali.

Part 29:-

WOW, you write very well - the update was slightly erotic but not at all vulgar. I always say that when you can write erotic very well without being off or sounding very bad, then it is a mark of a good writer. I can feel the desperation of Ajay and the eagerness of Anjali in this update. Both have been beaten down by circumstances but their love revived them and it was but given that they would become one soon. They both were hurt souls and their hurt has finally found an soothing balm in each other's love. So finally the yes came from both and the family. Now will the marriage be so smooth forward given that Shyam is lurking in the backgrounds? Will he allow his Rani Sahiba to slip away from him so easily. Can't wait for the next update. So finally this story is near its final stages. It was such a good story to see the growth of Anjali from being a woman cheated in love to become a strong, independent woman to finally finding love in Ajay and Tashi. Loved the way Arnav protected his Di through out the journey. Now I can't wait to see this big or hopefully more of an FF with the journey of Arnav and Khushi towards becoming parents. So what are you waiting for. Keep it coming.

Originally posted by: ForLoveofBarun

Yay! you are back... Hope your vacation was good.

Dil Kush kardi Sarada when you said "WOW, you write very well - the update was slightly erotic but not at all vulgar. I always say that when you can write erotic very well without being off or sounding very bad, then it is a mark of a good writer" Kyon ki, I did not want to shy away from it but did not want it to be po*nographic(I have seen some pieces on this forum like that). So Thank you very much that compliment meant a lot to me.

Yep, towards the end, in the show, I felt they kinda lost sight of the tight bonding between Nani-Anjali-Arnav. There is no way my Anjali would say yes to Ajay with out ensuring her naani and chotte were in accordance with her. Even if she knew by their behavior, she would feel comfortable acting on it, only after voicing her decision to them 😊. Thanks for noticing the two main things I was set to achieve in this post.

Yup me back in the groove of things. Have lot of pending things at home front and the trip was hectic. Went to Hyd for some function and man I had to meet so many people, it was so tiring in the end. But chalo will slowly take my time and get back into the life schedule here. I agree with you, the relationship of Arnav-Anjali and Nani was so different. Both Arnav and Anjali wouldn't say or do something unless the other was comfortable with it. Too bad they watered down every thing in IPKKND towards the end. But for me when I read good FFs like yours and there are quite a bunch of them that I follow like mints and Appurs, I always feel that this is the way the show should have gone forward. Sigh so much could have been if only the PH and the channel were interested. Now they come back with season 2? Oh gosh. I am better off with my brand of writers than what the stupid channel is going to dish out.