I'm Ali. Some of you may know me as @ali_si_vd from Twitter. I'm a big fan of Sanaya Irani and Vivian Dsena. I feel they are two very beautiful people with a lot of talent and love their work.
I am a silent reader on this Forum. But after yesterday's episode I felt like writing a story. Hope you all like it.
Meeting my beloved
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<font face="Comic Sans MS, Times, serif" size="2">"You have to stay here only. We won't bring you dinner till you find
out where his name is," her friends teased and left her alone in the
room. She looked to her hands and blushed. </font>
<font face="Comic Sans MS, Times, serif" size="2">"Meri Gulabo is in full bloom ," he told himself softly. </font>
<font face="Comic Sans MS, Times, serif" size="2">She
heard a voice and looked around. Her eyes met his. She almost screamed.
He covered it just in time. He saw the shock in her eyes and rubbed her
back soothingly. But instead of calming her, his touch strange feelings
in her heart. </font>
<font face="Comic Sans MS, Times, serif" size="2">He thought of kissing the cheeks turning into a
deeper shade of red. He smirked. He had the rest of their lives for
that. He came only to talk to her. He removed his plan from her mouth. </font>
<font face="Comic Sans MS, Times, serif" size="2">"I called to talk but Mirchi powder answered. So I came directly," he told her. </font>
<font face="Comic Sans MS, Times, serif" size="2">She
tried to say something but her throat had turned dry. She saw a glass
of water and reached out. She saw the green designs on her fingers and
stopped. This was the first time they were on her fingers what it they
get erased. </font>
<font face="Comic Sans MS, Times, serif" size="2">He picked up the glass and brought it to her lips.
Her eyes grew wide. He smiled and she sipped gratefully. He saw a drop
trickle down her chin. He wanted to wipe it. She stepped back couly
preventing further contact. Then she sat down on the bed sees not
meeting his. "So why are you punished," he asked pulling a chair close.
She told him what her friends told. </font>
<font face="Comic Sans MS, Times, serif" size="2">He took her hands in his,
"I'll help you." She pulled them away. She knew where it was. She just
couldn't say his name. He smirked at her old fashioned thoughts. It was
charming unlike her sister's who was... Never mind. </font>
<font face="Comic Sans MS, Times, serif" size="2">"Don't you.., "
she hesitated. He bent forward wanting to know what was on her mind.
"Don't you have mehendi too? " she asked. He burst into laughter. She
was embarrassed. She really didn't know if the groom needed it too. She
had never been to a wedding and Surbhi never told her about this part. </font>
<font face="Comic Sans MS, Times, serif" size="2">He
got up and looked around a table. He found a pen. Sowmya' he wrote on
his hand. "Now I have your name on my palm too. She reached out to
caress the letters. "Now can I see your mehendi?" he asked. She opened
her palms. He gently traced the intricate patterns but couldn't identity
the letters. She moved his fingers to where they were written. He
smiled. </font>
<font face="Comic Sans MS, Times, serif" size="2">She jumped when she heard a familiar voice. "Di! Where
are you? Don't tell me you are going to listen to those silly girls.
What can I..." Surbhi stopped when she saw Harman with her sister. He
shook his head indicating that she shouldn't interrupt. Sowmya'so eye
were pleading, she wanted her to stay. She heard approaching footsteps
accompanied with the tinkle of anklets. She turned and saw their mother
approach. </font>
<font face="Comic Sans MS, Times, serif" size="2">"Mummy, what are you doing here?" Surbhi asked rushing
to her side. Her mother replied that she brought some dinner for
Sowmya. Surbhi took the plate and said, "I'll make sure she eats. You go
attend to the guests." </font>
<font face="Comic Sans MS, Times, serif" size="2">Harman was relieved. He could handle
Mirchi powder. But Sasuma should not think badly of him. "You should go
before someone comes again. Di, today I will feed you just like you do
when my hands are busy," she said. He crossed his arms wondering why she
was acting odd. Sowmya held her chin and </font>
<font face="Comic Sans MS, Times, serif" size="2">asked her to eat she
wasn't hungry. Harman took the plate, "You go. I'll make sure she eats."
Surbhi looked his way briefly and got up. She knew this was inevitable.
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<font face="Comic Sans MS, Times, serif" size="2">Sowmya held her back. She didn't want her new relationships to
affect her old. Harman saw his wife's face and guessed what her tender
heart wished. He kept the plate down and turned to Surbhi, "Last two
days. After this Gulabo is all mine." </font>
<font face="Comic Sans MS, Times, serif" size="2">The two sisters watched as
he climbed out of the window. Surbhi had tears in her eyes. Only twice
days left. Sowmya hugged her, "Choti didn't I tell you, he is very nice.
And he doesn't seem angry with you anymore." She was happy, her two
favorite people were getting along. Life couldn't get better than this.
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