NOTE: This OS is written by keeping Rajshree Thakur as Preeti in mind. It’s a small tribute to the couple who had won many hearts with their gorgeous chemistry in a very less time. This OS is especially for the fans of Rajshree Thakur and Manav Gohil [‘KEERTI’]as we will not get to see their love blossoming in future. It focuses on Keerti only and no other characters.
THE UNION…
The streams of sunlight fell upon the spacious terrace of the ‘Tibrewal Mansion’, filling up every space with warm and sugary light. The charismatic ex superstar and a successful business man, KT had seated himself on the built –in bench adorned with bright blue cushions, on their sun splashed terrace. He is seen inscribing something on the aesthetic diary kept on the wooden table. The title read “meri preeti” on the tender sheets of paper. His restless eyes fell upon the sylph standing among the lush greens of their terrace garden. Yes! It was his Preeti, Mrs Preeti Keertan Tibrewal. They were happily married for 5 months now, but KT was still in awe of her presence. Preeti wore a pista colored plain transparent sari with the pallu tucked to her waist, and her tresses were tied in her usual style with the help of a hair stick. But the wisps of hair in the front were always the un-caged birds left to fly across her cheeks. She was holding a spade in her fragile hands and was loosening the soil inside the pot, prepping up to sow the newly brought seeds. Gardening had become her weekend pass time and a stress buster activity. But KT’s intention to sit in their terrace garden was to behold his wife’s natural sun soaked beauty. His eyes fondled her from tip to toe fancying about her secrets. Her sculpted figure which was twine-thin, tapered waist, burnished complexion, crescent shaped eyebrows, the sweeping eyelashes, the pointed nose and her puffy calamine-pink lips with a set of dazzling angel-white teeth within was creating havoc in his mind. Her flowing tresses have always been the seductress blowing his mind away. KT could never get over with her enchanting beauty and always doubted whether she was real or a dream.
Preeti rubbed her cheek with her sand dipped hand to push her naughty wisps of hair pricking her face and in the process a bunch of fine sand particles clung to her cheek island. Her body had bathed in her own fresh drops of sweat under the hot sun making her dress hug her body. Her cell phone which was lying on the wooden table rang for the second time drawing her attention to the place where KT was chilling.
P: meri help toh nahi kar rahe ho, kam se kam mera phone toh uthado… [ she said a little louder reachingout to him ]
KT: haan! Haan! Utha raha hu.. [he said & swiped the green button on her phone. It was a call from sheena. She informed that they needed him or preeti there in the office for a meeting with their new client.] haan! Haan! Preeti mam pahunch jayegi.. mein abhi inform karta hu unhe.. ok ok.. bye!
Preeti understood that it was a call from office and KT was purposely speaking loudly so that she could hear him. She sprinkled the remaining sand on her fingers into the pot and reached KT’s place.
P: kiska phone tha?
KT: Sheena ka phone tha.. keh rahi thi ki aapko abhi office jaana padega..
P: accha!? Pakka sheena ne aisa hi bola?
KT: haan! Apne partner par shak kar rahi ho?
P: nahi… bas yuhi poocha maine… [her eyes fell on the diary which was kept open on the table] kya likh rahe the?
KT: sach kahu?
P: haan! Bolo na…
KT: woh.. humare first night ke baare mein likh raha tha…
Preeti was stunned after his shameless confession and it was reflected on her face. KT held back his mischievous smile.
KT: mazak kar raha tha preeti ji.. waise humare first night mein jo actually hona tha uske alawa aur sab kuch hua tha… hai na? in fact mujhe toh lagta hai ki hum uss raat ko first night nahi funny night bulana chahiye… kya bolti ha aap? Aapko yaad hai na?
Preeti time traveled back to the day when she was in KT’s room for the first time. She stood in the centre of the lavish bedroom decorated with scented candles and flowers and looked around. The only thing that caught her sight was the classic cupboard kept at the corner of the room.It instantly decorated her face with an endearing smile. Never in her wildest dreams, she thought that she would end up with the cupboard and the man who purchased it, for lifetime. KT’s filmy gallery at another corner invited her with its flashy lights. Each picture had a story unknown to her. Kusum had shown her a movie of her favorite super star long back but she hadn’t watched any of his other movies much to KT’s disappointment. Before she could withdraw her mind from those pictures, he captured her from behind making her helpless.
KT: Don’t worry.. roz mein aapko apna ek film dikhaunga..aur dialogues bhi sikha dunga..
Preeti untied his arms around her waist and turned towardshim with shyness in her eyes. Not that they hadn’t hugged before but the new tagline of being married made her a little more inhibited in front of him.There was an awkward silence where both of them stood jobless facing each other.
KT: toh shuru karein?
P: kya!? Kya shuru karna hai?
KT: Wahi jo sab iss waqt karte hai…
P: matlab?
KT: Sojate hai preeti ji! Aapko neend nahi aaraha hai…?Mujhe toh bohot aaraha hai.. chaliye sojate hai.. oh! Aapko change karna haina? ah! Kijiye..
P: haan! Aur aap kaha jayenge?
KT: mujhe kaha jaana hai? Mein yahi rahunga.. aap change kijiye na..
Preeti stood rooted with her gaze fixed on the ground and her face crushed with embarrassment. KT could read her every facial muscle and the thoughts hidden behind them.
KT: preeti ji, aap mujhe galat samajh rahe hai.. waha corner mein jagah hai change karne keliye.. ya aap washroom bhi use kar sakti hai…
Preeti’s organs relaxed when he assured her, and she walked to the changing space in the room. When she returned, KT had already slipped into deep slumber, which made her grin.She stood beside the bed for a moment before claiming her space on it. Her body trembled in discomfiture to sleep beside him. After cajoling her mind for minutes, she placed herself in the little space he had left for her on the spacious bed. She rested on her elbow and looked at his innocent cute face with those deep dimples, while he kept his eyes closed. Her hesitant fingers skated over his forehead healing his stress by passing love and comfort. It was like a dream to have him beside her. How could he understand her every move so well even before she articulated her emotions, she thought. All she could give himwas her selfless love and happiness he deserved.
P: kya karu mein!? Shabhon ne mujhe dhoka dediya hai aaj..jab humare aankhein saare baat karne lage hai toh in shabdon ka kya matlab!? Yehmere andar jo ajeeb jhunjhunahat mehsoos horaha hai, woh mein aapko baton mein kaise samjhau? Aisa lag raha hai jaise koi hawaa khilne ki khushboo ke saat intezaar kar raha hai… achanak kahi se mujhe pyar hogya hai.. Aaj aur hameshakeliye mein hum dono ko saat mein dekhna chahti hu.. haathon mein haath pakadke… hamesha keliye…
Preeti divulged her inhibited thoughts in front of KT and pecked his cheek while still in trance, as he was asleep. Little did she know that he was pretending to be in deep sleep and had heard her every syllable.His cheek that felt her lips for nanoseconds cried for more but he couldn’t move in front of her.
Midnight fell like a rich velvet blanket of black,swallowing up the day. The newly wedded had fallen asleep beside each other maintaining ample distance. At the odd hour of midnight, KT started tossing and turning across the bed waking Preeti up from slumber. Since it was a brand new place, she had got sleep after striving for a long time but he shattered it in seconds. He had once said about this particular habit of tossing on the bed to her and today she got to experience it practically. There was a very little space left for her as KT had slept horizontally. If she continued to sleep in the left over space, there was no guarantee that he wouldn’t change his angle in the next hour making her end up on the floor. He would definitely take multiple involuntary twitches throughout the night she thought and decided to sleep on the nearby couch. She adjusted the headrest on the couch and lied down clumsily on it.
Golden fingers of sunlight lit up their room and pierced KT’s face with those sharp rays. He moved a bit in sleep and opened the doors of his eyes. The morning felt the same as usual but the next moment he realized that something was missing around. He tossed out of bed and found his dearie sleeping on the couch uncomfortably. Seeing her in that state, he was in fix thinking about why she had slept there. He neared her slowly and tried to wake her up. Preeti roused from a heavy slumber and sat straight on the couch holding her neck.
KT: preeti ji aap yaha kyu so gayi? Dekhiye ab aapka gartan pakad gaya hai..
P: aapko bata nahi ki mein yaha kyu aakar sogayi?
KT: nahi toh.. kal mein jaldi sogya tha na toh pata nahichala..
P: kya KT ji… aap sote waqt itna chakkar lagate hai bed parki mujhe sone keliye jagah hi nahi tha.. agar mein wahi sojati toh aap mujhe bistar se neeche gira dete.. isliye mujhe yaha sona pada…
KT: I am so sorry preeti ji.. woh mera aadat hai ki mein jabbhi sota hu toh aise ghoomta rehta hu.. but aap chinta matt kijiye.. aaj se poora dhyaan rakhunga… preeti promise..
His way of saying ‘preeti promise’ always brought a smile on her face. Both of them were served with fresh cups of tea. After savoring it,KT went to take shower and preeti started arranging her sari inside the cupboard. While she was done with it, she turned and found that KT was standing in front of the dressing, whistling and half naked with just a towel wrapped around his waist.
P: Yeh! Aapne kapde kyu nahi pehna hai. Aisa towel ke saat kaun ghoomta hai? Agar aap bhool gaye hai toh mein yaad dila deti hu ki mein bhi hu yaha pe..
KT: relax preeti ji.. mein aisa hi ghoomta hu.. mujhe koi farak nahi padta agar koi hai bhi mere kamre mein.. ek minute.. kayi.. aapko mujhe aisa dekh kar kuch ho toh nahi raha hai?
He said and led himself towards her. She had a nervous frown on her face when she saw him approaching her. Within seconds he locked her against the cupboard door making her jumpy.
KT: batayiye na kya horaha hai?
P: kya horaha hai!?
KT: woh aap ko bata hoga ki aapke andar kya horaha hai..matlab itna handsome banda khada hai saamne toh dil mein kuch toh hoga..
P: jaise aap soch rahe hai waisa kuch nahi horaha hai mujhe…
KT: Accha theek hai.. ab keliye jaane deta hu.. zyada pareshan nahi karunga aapko.. kapde pehen hi leta hu…
He said and freed her from his clutches. While putting his shirt on, he started his gab again..
KT: aapko pata hai preeti ji.. mere shoulder pe na ek tilhai.. aur meri mom kehti hai ki woh til mereliye ek lucky mark hai.. aapka bhi aisa koi mark hai?
P: haan! Mera bhi ek til hai..
KT: arey haan! Mujhe pata hai.. aapke peet pe hai na.. dekha hai maine..
He said by cutting her short in between. After a moment when he realized what he puked out, he checked preeti who was glaring at him. This time she took few dangerous steps towards him and blocked his way.
P: aapko kaise pata ki mere peet pe ek til hai? Matlab aapyeh sab bhi dekhte hai!?
KT: Ppp preeti ji.. woh kabhi dikh gaya hoga galti se..
P: accha! Koi bhi cheez tab hi dikhega jab aap uss taraf dekhenge.. waise mein yeh wala til ke baare mein baat nahi kar rahi thi..
KT: Toh ek aur hai?
P: haan! Aur aapko woh bhi bata hi hoga.. kyu? Sahi keh rahi hu na mein..
Kt: preeti ji! Mujhe kaise pata hoga? Aap bhi na… kuch bhi bolti hai… aisa dekh kar mujhe darayiye matt.. sach mein nahi pata hai mujhe..preeti promise…
KT snapped and brought Preeti back from her nostalgia .Preeti came out of trance and smiled to herself.
KT: kya baat hai preeti ji? Flash back mein chali gayi? Ihope aap wahi raat ke baare mein soch rahi thi jiske baare mein, mein baat kar raha tha na ki woh asli wala first night ke baare mein..
P: shi.. kuch bhi bolte rehte hai aap besharmon ki tarah..chalo ab mujhe office keliye nikalna hai..
KT: haan! Mein madat kar deta hu na sari pehne mein..
P: Aap? Tab toh mein office shaam ko hi pahunchungi…
KT: Waise uss din keliye mein aaj bhi sharminda hu.. aapko sofa pe sona pada.. lekin ab aisa kabhi nahi hoga.. aapke bina mujhe neend hi nahi aata hai..
KT followed her till their room and selected a sari for her from the wardrobe. He genuinely helped her draping the sari standing behind her. He adjusted her pallu but couldn’t complete pleating the sari.
KT: yeh saree pehna kitna mushkil kaam hai ? aap mujhe phursat mein theek se sikha dijiye ga…
P: haan baba! Sikhadungi.. ab mujhe karne dijiye.. der horaha hai mujhe…
KT: Accha chod dunga.. mujhe ek chocolate bite lene do..
P: Mmm nahi.. chocolate ko dard hoga..
KT: dard nahi hoga.. mein aise hi lelunga..
He said and bit her skin softly on the exposed part of her shoulder. More than pain she felt ticklish as he rubbed his short haired beard on her back. Shoving him slightly she quickly draped her sari, picked up her file case and moved to the door. ‘Abhi na jao chodkar yeh dil abhi bhara nahi’ started playing in the background making her turn back to him.
P: Toh aap kyu nahi chalte mere saat?
KT paused the audio and moved his face in negation.
KT: Sunday ko office kaun jaata hai? Mein kahi nahi jaa rahahu.. aaj Sunday hai aur mein ghar par hi rahunga.. aap jayiye.. jab aap wapas aayenge tab aapkeliye ek surprise tayyar rahiye ga mrs tibrewal!
P: Surprise!? Pichle baarki tarah khana matt banana pls..kitchen saaf karte karte sabko unki nani yaad aagayi thi..
KT: nahi.. iss baar kuch special hai..
P: Theek hai.. Bye!
KT rested on the recliner and closed his eyes after preeti left. His mind couldn’t help but think about the moment when they became a part of each other in real sense. The moment when their souls united with each other forever was imprinted in his mind. Preeti had always been a very shy person. It took a lot of effort from his side to make her comfortable with his touch and intimacy he wanted to share. Not that she didn’t wanting to get intimate with him but that feeling of wanting to completely belong to someone was crushed even before it bloomed. It was his duty to bring all those lost emotions back to life in her and he did it. It was three weeks after their marriage they had went to stay in the tibrewal farm house for weekend. The farm house, located in the center of a green oasis was a charming place for a quiet romantic evening. The slanting rays of the setting sun gave a warm orange tinge to the sky. KT was learning how to cook ‘ghatte ki sabzi’ from preeti even after she denied hundredth time. He was hell bent upon cooking for the night for his dearie. At the end of the day he cooked a delicious sabzi for his wife and fed her with his own hand. Suddenly there was a power cut and only the tall candles on the dining lit up the scene.
KT: Preeti ji! Aap yahi rahiye.. mein dekh kar aata hu..
P: aap kyu jaa rahe hai, kisi ko bol dijiye na… at least torch toh lekar jayiye…
He walked out without giving heed to her words. After few moments, the electricity came back but KT had banged his shoulder to a pillar while walking in the darkness. He had worn a sleeveless t shirt making the swollen shoulder clearly visible to Preeti.
P: Yeh kya hogya?
KT: ah! Kuch nahi.. bass toda lag gaya..
P: toda? Dikh raha hai aapko? Kya karte rehte hai aap..hamesha aadha hi sunte hai aur aadha hi samajhte hai.. maine aapse kaha tha torch lekar jaane keliye meri baat suni aapne? Nahi! KT ji aap bacche nahihai.. mein hamesha toh nahi rahungi aapke aage peeche ghoomne keliye..
KT: come on preeti ji! Just relax.. itna stress kyu le rahe hai aap.. mein baccha toh nahi hu..
P: haan! Aap bacche nahi hai.. lekin bacchon se kam bhinahi… ab hiliye matt.. mein hot water bag lekar aaungi.. tab tak yahi baite rahiye..
She warned him and went inside to bring the hot water bag.KT went to the ‘sit out’ and sat on the passage facing the garden. Preeti reached the place when she didn’t find him inside. He looked quite serious. She softly placed the hot water bag on his shoulder to which he hissed in pain.
P: sorry! Mujhe aapko daatna nahi chahiye tha..
KT: main kab kaha ki aapki daat se mujhe bura laga.. usme bhi aapka pyar aur concern hi chupa hai mereliye.. aap baton mein kahe ya nakahe.. mujhe pata chal jata hai preeti ji..
He said with his hypnotic voice tempting her to the edge. Preeti reluctantly moved closer from behind and placed a warm kiss on his shoulder. It was for the first time she had advanced herself to perform such an act. The short peck electrified his entire body wanting more from her that night. When he got up, she rushed to the pillar nearby not wanting to face his lovelorn looks and hid her face. He neared her from behind and her liberated tresses swept his face making him fall for her head over heels. His trembling hands advanced towards her warm waist and when he held her slenderness, it fitted exactly into his single fist. She couldn’t withstand his touch and ran to the other side of the place. This time he didn’t follow her and she noticed the same. He was expecting her to let go of her inhibitions and confide in him.To his astonishment, she back hugged him and confessed,
P: Maine kabhi nahi socha tha ki mere saat bhi aisa hoga…lekin hogya hai..
KT: toh mujh par aaj ek ehsaan kar dijiye.. mujhe rokiye matt preeti ji.. mein aapko pyar karna chahta hu..
Preeti understood his urge to feel the ultimate bliss oftheir union that night.
P: Nahi rokhungi…
Once he heard her, he didn’t hesitate anymore to advance towards loving her. They faced each other while preeti’s gaze was still on the ground. Heat rose from KT’s stomach to his chest and Preeti’s knees gave up when his fingers sank in her skin. He bent forward and sucked her collar bone passing chills down her spine. His beard hair pricked her sensuously making her shut her eyes tight. His lips trailed up but she didn’t move her face away as she was struck by the proximity of everything he was. There was no time for thoughts as her senses were subdued in front of him. She was about to launch herself at his lips, when he pulled back abruptly bringing her back to senses.
P: Kya hua?
KT: huh! Kuch maza nahi aaraha hai…
P: Kya?
KT: nahi nahi nahi.. mujhe galat matt samjhiye.. woh kya haina humare zindagi ka itna khaas moment hai aur humare outfits match nahi horaha hai… matlab situation ko match nahi horaha hai…
Preeti was miffed. She rolled her eyes and pushed him back irritated with his obsession for clothes.
P: hadd karte hai aap.. har waqt kapdon ke baare mein sochnazaroori hai kya? Yeh khaas moment aapko hi Mubarak.. kyuki mera mood kharab hogya hai aur mein sone jaa rahi hu..
KT: yeh galat baat hai.. mein aapko sone nahi dunga.. aapko change karna hi hoga.. rahi baat aapke mood ki toh woh mein sambhal lunga..expert ban gaya hu mein.. Preeti ji pls… koi khubsurat sari pehen ke aayiye na jewellery ke saat.. plss.. mein chahta hu ki aap nayi dulhan jaisi dikhe..
Preeti sighed and tapped her forehead with her palm while walking towards the inner chamber. After 20 mins, she came back wearing a light blue colored sari with golden embroidery. Her white colored, simple yet elegant kundan set elevated her beauty. KT was smitten by her heavenly look and couldn’t stand away from her even for a second. He had changed his outfit to a plain kurta and pajama.
KT: Perfect! Ab sab theek lag raha hai… aapko ek secret batau? Mujhe na, kiye hue cheezon ko ankiya karna accha lagta hai.. kyuki asli challenge toh wahi hai na…
Her innocent mind took a moment to understand the inner meaning of his words. When she realized her face turned red and she blushed. KT was intoxicated with her ageless beauty to the extent of getting obsessed with her.
KT: toh! Aage bade?
He said and took her straight against his heart as if performing waltz. She felt safe, loved and complete in his arms. He lifted her up in his arms and took her to their private space away from the outside world.He made her sit on the comfy bed and started removing her jewelry one after the other but she didn’t dare to look at his desperate eyes in the process. He spread her tresses across her back and carefully made her lie down on the bed.Their bedroom came alive as the silent language of the love prevailed. They were about to experience the total body enlightenment as the two bodies were set to come together as one. The time stopped when his lips met hers, but the flutter only intensified. He could only focus on how soft she felt against his mouth. It still wasn’t clear for both of them if the moment was real or a dream. She parted her lips and felt him washing over her like a wave of warmth,unfurling all her senses as the taste of him nearly silenced all her thoughts.When he released her lips, she turned towards the other side, exposing her back. He carefully moved her tresses to a side and the mole on her back were greeting him. He bent down and caressed it with his lips as it always ignited the passion hidden inside him. He started planting numerous kisses on her desert back and she felt as if hundreds of butterflies had attacked her back at once. Unable to bear the torture, she turned back to face him. Both their eyes gave up and surrendered. Each started fulfilling their longing to kiss one another till death and roamed their hands on every pore. Their eagerness to have each other so close had become impulsive and things started crossing limits. Their bodies intertwined as one and the subtle squeak of bed, the deepness of their breath, the sound of their heartbeats thudding against each other were the only things heard. She had submitted her wonderland to her soulmate to navigate and appreciate. Embarrassment and shame diminished to nothing as their bed felt the shower of sweat. There was nothing but the sound of her gasps drawing him in and awakening his senses. Unspoken desires, wicked thoughts weighed down upon on him as there came an end to their quest of love. She was his till the end of the time. The lamp fell asleep after watching them planting seedlings of breath against each other. It was a dead silence for a moment and a sweet war of heart beats the next moment as these souls merged together to become one. Taking a moment, he observed her face. There was a drop of tear in her eyes, happiness on her face and she looked at him, fulfilled. He could never forget that even after his life.
KT’s phone rang bringing him out of his sweet memory. He picked it up and went on with the day’s work until his love returned in the evening. He was waiting for her in the terrace garden amidst the blossoms. She finally returned and found him on the terrace. After greeting him with a warm smile, she lied down on the built in bench by resting her head on his lap. He pushed her curls back and planted a kiss on her forehead.
KT: Surprise sunne keliye tayar ho?
P: Sunao…
KT: paani ki dhaara, nadi mein mil jaati hai, aur nadi samandar mein bass jaati hai, swarg ki hawaa ek madhur bhaav ke saat hamesha keliye milti hai.. duniya mein kuch bhi akela nahi hai..ishwar ke vidhan se har cheez ek dusre ke saat mil jaate hai…, lahron ko ek dusre ke saat takrate hue dekho aur sooraj ki roshni prithvi ko jakad lete hue dekho, chaand ki kiranon ko samandar ko chumban dete hue dekho, in sabhi ka mulya kya hai agar abhi tak mujhe is ehsaas ka naseeb nahi hua hai?
Preeti gave her disarming smile and raised a little above and pulled him a little down clasping his neck. She let him fulfill his urge as requested by him through his poetry.
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Vanshaj
Love Friendship Dating and Relationships
