Dakshna FF(Fan fiction) - Page 83

Dakshu calls up in the eve, cribbing bout the traffic in mumbai,telling her he should be home in half an hour...or he'd leave the car there and walk home :p she calms him down, asks him to come home safe and sound and without loosing his temper too...

D : Naina ...

N : ab kya hua daksh...

D : miss you...

N : (smile in her voice) love you...

he cuts the call, turns the fm on, wishing for a helicopter...or a little movement in the blockade ahead instead...

Naina comes down to wait for him...neeche between the parking lot and park...She stands der, park ke bahar, eyes on the apartment's driveway...

One f their neighbours hails out to her, and she joins d group f regulr aunties nd kiddos 2 kill time til he comes home. She chats them up, even plays with the kids some, but her eyes keep darting to the driveway...

Finally, finally his car scrunches up d gravel and she looks up, elated...

He takes the car up d path, turns to d parking lot. A flash, a movement somewhere catches his eye and he looks out d window... Yes der she is, amidst a group f women nd children, waving @ him, and smiling... Her smile... He smiles back nd lifts a hand in reply. Dat smile was heaven 2 come home 2...SHE was heaven 2 come home to... Rueing the fact that you can't pick your wife up and swing her around in full view of the world, he parks d car nd gets out, grabbing his bag from d backseat.

Ah, fate. One of their neighbours steps up to him, and he has to get through the small talk and the rest if he has to get to her... And from her post in the garden she seems to be in a similar situation, for her eyes keep darting to his, too just as he seeks out hers...The little pang of longing surprises him...It was only a matter of a few minutes, right...? She'd be in his arms then...

She senses it, the way his face fell a little when the other man came up to talk and gets up to leave, but basic manners require her to finish the conversation too...But then she gets an idea and smiles...

She was smiling again...Not the smile that was reserved just for him, but the one that her ideas claimed...He smiles too, wondering what she's up to now...She's having a serious conversation with this cute kid now, whose father is right now is standing next to him, having his ear chatting about the weather...

Oh. She just bent down and gave the kid a kiss on the cheek...Daksh catches himself being envious of the kid now for the little fellow just took away his welcome-home kiss, then snaps himself out of it...Jealous of a toddler...? very mature, he congratulates himself. But damn, did she have to smile like that right now...? Daksh directs another polite smile to his dear neighbour, wishing he'd just melt into thin air with the rest of the world so he could just be with the one person who was HIS world...

The kid comes running up to them and is scooped up by his father, who leaves the weather and starts on the minutes of the society's latest general body meeting...the kid leans towards Daksh, reaching out to him. Helpless, he takes the kid from its father, wondering who had earned the larger share of his irritation, father or son...

Naina is watching the play of emotions on his face with a soft smile on hers...KP was on the last vestiges of tolerance now...

The kid announces to daksh that he has a meshag...oh, cute kid with a lisp who stole away my kiss, poor Dakshu says in mind.

D : kya message hai beta...?

Neighbr : oh msg aya ...? (indulgent smile) papa ke ph me? (he hands over his cell to the kid)

And he goes back to boring Dakshu to death. The kid insists he has a message. Daksh lets out a heartfelt sigh, asks him again patiently...

In reply the kid gives him a peck on the cheek, scrambles down and off into the garden with the mobile, and the father goes after the kid.

Releived, he turns to find Naina there, mischief sparkling in her eyes...She takes his bag from him, smiles, and without a word exchanged they get into the lift along with two others who were also waiting there...

Lift mein ...

(Dakshna are at the back)

N : (low tone) Daksh mera msg mila tumhe...

He looks at her, and she looks back, all innocence...Then her eyes go wide, for a hand's just snaked around her waist, gently, slowly, making all things go warm inside her, and then some...

Eyespeak ...

N : Daksh kya kar rahe ho ?!

D : (naughty smile) abhi reply du...

The lift opens on some floor, one person gets out.

Daksh holds her eyes, and mischief forgotten, she stares back too...he lets out another sigh then, wondering how long could a 20 second elevator ride be...he draws her closer in a one sided hug; she leans into him, resting her head on his shoulder.

D : (soflty) ghar ake reply dunga me ...

N : (cheeks warm, quietly) OK...

The lift stops and its their floor... Dakshu takes her home for a long, long detailed reply😉 ...

She knows its almost noon, the sun is warm on her eyes. But he's not there...she puts out a hand for him...no. she gets up slowly, pulling the covers with her, slightly put off cos he isnt there. Looks around the room, and is pleasantly surprised to find everything in the right order. no clothes strewn around, no cushions on the floor either...the dress she'd exchanged for the uh, decimated nightgown too has been put away. and he'd left the drapes closed for her, keeping the harsh light away...a little smile curves her lips, roses bloom on her cheeks as she runs a hand slowly over his side of the bed...was the pillow still warm...? maybe he'd only just woken up and gone for a shower...

she calls out to him once, twice but gets no reply so goes to check. she finds his damp towel, steam in the washroom. but he isnt there either. assuming he went out to get food for them, she turns the shower on and steps in...

She's done with her shower, mirror ke samne baithi hai toweling her hair nd thinking f dakshu. slightly worried, she piks up d ph nd calls him.

par ph ghar ke andar se hi baj raha hai... agn thodi si put off, she puts the ph bak on the dresser, leans bak against the chair closing her eyes.

"Daksh tum kaha ho..." she says half to herself, "batake jate...ph bhi nahi liya...kaha ho tum..."

something falls on her...she opens her eyes...and then... rose petals ki barish hoti hai us par...

N : (surprised smile) daksh...

he's right behind her, smiling, and showers some more petals on her...laughing, she turns to him, puts her arms around him.he hugs her back.

N : (arms still around him) Daksh pls muje bataye bina kahi mat jao...pls?

D : sorry...(strokes her hair) soch raha tha tumhare uthne see pehle aau...phir pata hai tumhe kaise uthane wala tha main...?

N : (looks up, smiles) kaise...?

He leans down, drops a kiss on top of her head, draws back to smile at her again...opens his fist, and lets some more petals rain on her...

N : Daksh...

D : (enjoying her smile) hmm...?

She gets up, puts both arms around her, hugs him tight.

N : thank you...

D : thank you tho mujhe kehna chahiye...

she pulls back a litl .. "Kyu...?"

D : meri har subha itni khubsurat banane ke liye... aur aaj tho...

he smiles, leaving it off...she hides her face against him, blushing furiously.

D : vaise naina...

N : hmm ...

D : me complain tho nai kar raha hu, par agar roz muje aise uthaogi na... tho me offic ghar pe hi shift kar dunga... kya kehti ho...

N : Muje koi aitraz nahi hai...mera tho dil karta hai tumhe hamesha itne pas rakhu...itne pas, ki tumhari dhadkane muje sunayi de... har pal...

She looks up at him, smiles; as usual dono get lost ankhon hi ankhon me...

And as usual naina snaps out of it first.

N : (slowly) par ha, bad me ye mat kehna ki, umm, distract ho rahe ho... ya phir ye ki time hi nai mila...kam karne ke liye...

D : acha... me vaise distract nahi hota ok...

she smiles a knowin smile, pushes him off gently nd goes to the cupboard to pull out a salvar.

Dakshu s admiring her, side se lol.

N : Daksh brkfast me kya banau...

D : (absently) lunch...

N : (closes cupboard) hmm...? lunch... (she looks at the clock, its half past 12) oh... ok... (looks at him, freezes)

He's walking upto her, dazed as usual.

Puts out a hand, runs it through her hair slowly.

N : (softly) daksh...

D : (still lookin in2 her eyes) bolo...

N : tum...(he cups her face in his hand) distract nahi hone wale the na...

D : (slides the hand down, reaches her robe) distract- nahi, me kaha distract hua hu... (looks up at her again) mera tho shuru se yehi idea tha...(impish smile)

He pushes the robe off her shoulders a bit, bends down...she closes her eyes in surrender...he nuzzles her shoulder. she shudders delicately.

N : (husky tone) aur lunch...

D : (presses a kiss there)bad me decide kar le...? ya phir ... (trail of little kisses up her neck) me bahar se le aunga...

N : (slightly out of breath) ok...

he stops for a moment, draws back...

Eyespeak...

D : shall i...?

she tosses the dress in hand onto a chair, puts her arms about his neck... "yes..."