O u r h e a r t s b e a t i n u n i s o n
by Sohara
Khushi is standing under the gazebo. Lost in reminisces, a deluge of memories come to her mind. her so many significant moments with Arnav stirs her thought. She tries to remove the colors from her eyes. Arnav comes there, he holds her hand, wants to say let me do it the way I want to do. He meets her eyes with acquiesce and eventually delves into it, his relenting in echo of a vague rendition. He starts to blow her eyes to remove the color, just like the way he loves to do it. He gently cares the stray tendrils of her lock that escaped from her clip.
just love this scene , his care , his concern is making him vulnerable and that gives her strength to show him her anger and then bring him back to close circle of her by giving him confused yet everlasting memory of acceptance of her LOVE.
A gentle touch on her creamy skin with his rough hand. The moment felt close, a trepidation of unfelt anticipation; a spark of impulse trembles and she makes him stop. They both turns back to put a distance between them. He intends to go, but he feels a pull. When he turns his head slightly, he sees that Khushi is holding his hand. Both slowly turn to each other, contemplate each other for a long time, and try to read their sacrosanct mind. For the very first time she cups his handsome visage with her beautiful hands, wish so much love, with so much care and with so much huq.
That's it he is no more in this delusional thought that she is not innocent yet the problem came , did she say this with her conscious state or unconscious ...
Hum apse kuch poochna chahte hai Arnavji
I want to ask you something...
Dhak dhak dhak dhak dha dhak...her heart beat starts to pound erratically under her rib cage and so as his. The words what remained firmly buried in her heart for a long time, rises from the dark recess of her heart. She grabs his big hand with her small one and makes it rest on her heart.
Aisa kiyu hota hai, jab bhi aap humari paas ate hai, to humari dil ki dhadkan tez ho jate hai. Hum samajhne ki bohot koshish ki, lekin samajh nahi payi, blulana chati hai lekin bhula nahi payee. Aisa kiyu hota hai.
Why does it happen, whenever you come close to me, my heart starts beating faster. I tried hard to understand this, but couldn't understand. I want to forget, but can't forget either. Why does it happen?
She wants to know the reason of her erratic heart beat what has been troubling her for so many months. She wanted to avert her thought giving it the name of her acidity. But she knows very well that he knows the answer
How much innocence she is holding in her while asking this question...I just adore her and how can he resist ...He found his Khushi back
Bataiye naa
Please tell me
He lovingly cups her beautiful face with his big hand. Looks at her meekly,
Aisa kiyu hota hai, ki humari dil ki dhadkan, humari sasose bhi tez ho jate hai.
Why does it happen? My heart beat becomes faster than my breath.
He looks at her with so much compassion. He wanted to love her since so long! He wanted to tell her the truth, but the destiny played dirty games with him. She can't control her intoxication any more, and gets unconscious. She leans on his chest. He feels exhilarated with the cascade of emotions pumping through him, while being aware of her nearness as a gentle calmness seeps into his heart. He holds her, doesn't let her fall. All feelings of anger and rancor seeps out from his heart and what remains, is his myriad love for her. He swallows to thwart a rising wave of emotions. He wipes a silent tear what escapes from his eyes. He gazes at her features rendered almost angelic in repose and feels the laden weight upon his heart gets heavier and heavier. He lifts her and carries her in his arm; takes her to his own parapet, his eternal heaven.
Beautiful described his state...he is holding for so long and look at him while he is carrying her , he is so proud to have her in his arms , he is the one who threw her out but now he holding her near his heart where she is already
He puts her down on the lounge chair and gently removes the color from her face. He handles her so meticulously like a porcelain doll, as if she will be broken with mere carelessness. He gazes at her face with his eyes agleam with amused fondness. He devours her mesmerizing beauty with loving eyes. How ethereal she is looking right now! He fondles her beautiful face with so much care. A sense of tranquility takes possession of his weary mind, it soon drifts to the serene realm of oblivion.
He is always like that since Guest house incident...Even in hate he is as his unconscious state .Her care and safety is the upmost duty of his.
She wakes up at his touch. She opens her eyes slowly and asks him again.
You didn't answer my question yet?
He leans forward to her and tells her with an insanely seductive timbre of his voice
Mai batata hoo ki aisa kiyu hota hai...
I'll tell you why it happens like this.
He takes her hand and put it on his chest. He speaks in a husky tone with his eyes flickering intently with simmering emotions.
Jab tum mere paas hoti hi, to tumhare dil ki dhadkano ki sath sath mere dil ki dhadkan bhi tez ho jate hai. Humare dhadkane ek ho jate hai. Jo tum mehsoos karte ho, jo hum mehsos karte hai
When you are near me, then along with your heart beat, my heartbeat also increases. Our heartbeats unite. What you feel, what I feel.
She listens to his words with amusement, with a glint of shy smile on her face. She wants to hear his loving words again and again.
Humari dhadkan...our heart beat
Ek ho jate hai...beats in unison.
He is saying I love you here...He is confessing his love for her and she already did...Now the game will change,
He gives her an assuring nod.
They keep staring at each other with eyes full of love as if there is no end of it. Their heart finally opens the floodgates to let all the bottled up emotions flow. Two soul mates finally confesses their love in inebriated state.
Love it , as this is the most beautiful confession among all..
What a write up Sohara...me lub it...😊👏🤗
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(Hope I wrote correctly) 
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