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Hello guys, thanks to my non stop mind, i thought to write an another story on our favorite jodi SwaSan 😳 As it is raining here and i love rain i thought to make an OS on it.
I hope it's worth reading, so here you go.
She looked outside the window. It was pouring outside..and she loved every second of it. Raindrops were dancing off of my windows and jumping ofsh of the pavement. They were blowing with the wind and running off of the roofs and windows. They were making their way through the leaves of the trees, and pooling together into endless puddles and miniature lakes on the ground. Raindrops are amazing.As they are being poured upon the earth they simply make the most of the moment. They splash and dance and they have the ability to make a "dreary" day look alive and cheerful.
She remembered the story her Dida used to tell her when she was a child. 'When the world was made the land became dirty and all messy.One day God in heaven decided to clean it up.So he took some water from the ocean and began to sprinkle the world.When he thought it to be clean enough he added abeautiful rainbow.' Rain is a gift to us from God.
There such a beauty in the rain. She loved the way the raindrops hang, suspended from the daffodil petals and laurel leaves...the way they catch the light and reflect every colour of the rainbow.
The rain's smell it's an unforgettable feeling. It feels like the rain has touched upon every single emotion you have. The music of the rain refreshes and revivifies everyything. Rain has something magical in it.
She walked toward the wardrobe, she opened it. It was so messy. A mountain of dirty laundry, a high pile of files and books. 'How am i supposed to find his file now?' she asked to herself.
She closed it, but not before dropping some clothes and a 'book'. Apparently a book. She picked it up and opened it, realizing that it was a family album.
She never saw it in the wardrobe, neither Sanskar has ever mentioned about it.
In the first page there were AP standing with a child of about 5 years & DP along the newly-wed couple RP & Sujata. They were looking young and charming!
As she turned the page she found a small baby-boy wrapped into a green towel, holding a car toy. How adorable he was! Chubby cheeks and big brown-chocolate eyes with an honest smile on his face. A child's smile is always the most honest. It shows their soul and their eyes shine with it. It's almost magical and too contagious that it is impossible not to be lost with it. She couldn't stop smiling looking at that 'angel'.
In the meantime Sanskar entered the room, and immediately noticed that slight smile on her face. He slowly reached her and leaned his head on her left shoulder. His hands slipped around her waist, pulling her body near his.
'Kya dekh rahi ho Swara?'
She pointed out at the pic 'yeh kon hai Sanskar?'. He looked away, avoiding her eyes 'yeh kahan se mili tumhe? Bohut purani hai, isse rakhdo'.
'Okay, but only after you'll tell me who is he.'
He sighed, she was so ziddi. 'Like you' said a voice inside his mind. 'It's me' he slowly said. She tried to supress her giggling, but ended up bursting into loud laughter and her cheeks flushed red.
He looked at her with a confused look, okay the pic was quite embarassing but ussme itna hassne wali kya baat hai?
'You are so cute' she said turning towards him and pulling his cheeks. 'Tumne kabhi yeh pic nahi dikhai mujhe, kyun?'
'I would have fallen for you in childhood agar mein tumse milti; i love children with chubby cheeks and big eyes with an honest smile on the face.' she added.
Children are innocent souls. Babies are adorable because they are just learning about the world and have a fascination with everything. Babies truthfully have to fear. You can tip them upside down and spin them around and they just laugh. Also children tell you what they feel, you don't have to guess. You know what they think, they are simply honest.
He smiled looking at her. 'Why don't we look at the album together?' he suggested to her.
Both sat on the bed's side looking at the pics. Going ahead Swara found another pic of Sanskar holding a guitar, which left her surprised. 'Don't tell me you know how to play the guitar now'
He nodded after some time. 'Haan Swara mujhe bachpan se music ka bohut craze tha, and i know how to play a guitar'
'Aur tum mujhe abhi bta rahe ho?' asked a bit disappointed 'you have to play the guitar for me, right now.'
'What? Now? Are you mad?'
'Mujhe kuch nahi pta, abhi sun na hai mujhe'.
'Swara tum itni ziddi kyun ho?' but there was nothing to do now. He had to play the guitar no matter what. He left the room to take his guitar.
He came back holding the guitar. He sat on the sofa, right in front of her.
With the thumb, his hand glided over the strings to make a simple tune. It seemed almost effortless as he shifted between the chords blending so well together. He started singing softly looking at Swara.
Hua jo tubhi mera mera
Tera jo ikraar hua
To kyun na main bhi keh doon keh doon
Hua mujhe bhi pyaar hua
Tera hone laga hoon, khone laga hoon
Jab se mila hoon
Tera hone laga hoon, khone laga hoon
Jab se mila hoon
Tera jo ikraar hua
To kyun na main bhi keh doon keh doon
Hua mujhe bhi pyaar hua
Tera hone laga hoon, khone laga hoon
Jab se mila hoon
Tera hone laga hoon, khone laga hoon
Jab se mila hoon
Swara went near him, and leaned her head on his shoulder, closing the eyesand feeling the moment created by Sanskar's melodious voice.
Waise to mann mera, pehli bhi raaton mein
Aksar hi chahat ke haan
Sapne sanjonta tha
Pehle bhi dhadkan ye, dhun koi gaati thi
Par ab jo hota hai woh, pehle na hota tha
Hua hai tujhe jo bhi jo bhi
Mujhe bhi is baar hua
To kyun na main bhi, keh doon keh doon
Hua mujhe bhi pyaar hua
Tera hone laga hoon, khone laga hoon
Jab se mila hoon
Tera hone laga hoon, khone laga hoon
Jab se mila hoon
She opened her eyes and looked at him smiling. 'Sanskar bahar chalein?'
'Bahar? Swara it's raining outside.'
'I know, baarish mein bhig ne ka alaag hi mazaa hai dear husband' and took
him on the terrace with her.
Against his will he followed her, he used to hate rain. Well hate might not be
the correct word, but still he prefered to stay inside.
She immediately ran in the rain with bare feet, jumping like a child. Walking
bare foot in the rain is one of the real pleasures of life. It feels like you have
a 'private' swiming pool for your own bare-foot.
It was a pleasure to see a huge smile that lit her face, the gleam in her eyes.
'C'mon Sanskar, wahan kyun khade ho? Aayo na' she shouted at him. He was
unsure, but anyhow he joined her in the rain, mesmerized by her beauty.
Her wet hair hugged her body like a long lost friend, the ice-cold crystaldroplets clinging to her frosty skin and dampening her clothes.
There was a slight breeze in the air. It felt like silk on their skin. The breezecaressed their faces and it fingered her long hair.
Rain sounded like music in that moment. Rain sounded as a sensual and romantic moment; there was a feeling of calm and peacefulness.
He could hear the melodious sound of rain drops along Swara's laugh.
'Rain was not that bad' he commented to himself.
Swara splashed some water on him, as he was lost in his thought. 'Swara mein chodne nahi wala tumhe' he said chasing her.
Well it was not easy for Swara to run in a sari, but she managed to just for some minutes, before Sanskar got hold of her and pulled her close to him.
Both were looking into each other's eyes. It felt like the whole world was in their hands. They could see into each other's eyes their pure souls.
Slowly Sanskar whispered into her ear 'I wish i were a tear so i could roll down your cheek, drop on your lip and die in your heart Swara'.^^
She rested her head on his chest, turning her head to listen to his heart,beating for her.
He wrapped his arms around her, trapping her in his neverending warmth.
She felt like nothing could hurt her ever, she felt protected and isolated from the rest of the world.
There is no greater pleasure than holding the one you love, breathing in her smell and feeling the heart beating against yours.
^^ i found this line in a poetry book, and i loved it 😊
Mannat Har Khushi Paane Ki
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