Hello again! I am super sleepy right now so I might not even make much sense in the state that I am. However I really wanted to get the update over with so that I can finish the TS(or a probable 4S) done by tomorrow. This part is a little less serious I think compared to the last part and the ones that are coming after it. This was to let my frustration out for the current track and Swara Devi's stupid dilemma over her relationship with Sanskaar. I am not happy in the slightest bit with the show right now. 😡
I had initially meant for this TS to be a light and happy one but I guess I couldn't help but give it a touch of angst. I hope this update doesn't disappoint any of you, if you were expecting more drama and angst. Do let me know either way. I'm going to stop blabbing now. Enjoy!😊
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Part 2 | Guns and Roses
~~If he's forgotten me, I'll make him remember me. I'll make him want me again.~~
Now as she sat looking at her darling husband who had no clue about any of it, she thought how that had been just the beginning. She didn't even want to remember the others. Almost every single one of them after that had ended up in a disaster. Sometimes it was the lack of forethought on her part while other times, they were ruined either due to Ragini's or Laksh's never ending drama. She couldn't believe her misfortune. Which is why, when she had heard that her Bade papa had specifically arranged this trip with Sanskaar to give them some alone time and a break from all the mess that was going on in the Maheshwari Mansion, she was immensely grateful to him.
She knew that he was the only one who saw and understood that she had finally come to love his favorite son. The fact that he supported her and deemed her worthy enough to be his soul son's wife made her very happy. She was now used to having him read and understand her more than anyone else could, apart from Sanskaar of course. She was also aware of how she was gradually becoming his favorite beti in the house. That thought gave her immense joy. She smiled when she realized that it had been him and not Shekar that had given her away during her kanyadaan. He really had become her father in almost every sense. Yet again thanks to him, she finally had a chance to get Sanskaar all to herself and she hoped she wouldn't crash out in her attempt this time.
"Why was it so difficult?", she groaned. Sanskaar had made it seem so very easy. It really made her wish that they were instead in a pub where she could get her hands on some liquid courage to help her with what she had wanted to do since that amazing night, after Karwa Chauth, when she had for the first time realized that she had started to feel for her husband more than just "best friend", as she claimed. She had tried to tell him in various other ways too. She had started wearing sarees more often only because he had admitted to how he loved seeing her in sarees. She had forced him to take his place on the bed announcing that there was no need for him to sleep in the guest room anymore. She had also started taking pleasure in doing everything that she believed a wife did for her husband with the hope that it would make him see that she really loved being his wife. But he had either not realized the fact or was too afraid to see it.
She couldn't blame him though. She had herself to blame for it. She was the one that had gone on a blaming spree, chiding and accusing him of betrayal and covetousness, not once but on numerous occasions. She sighed. It was hopeless. She cursed herself for being such a coward. "Not this time!" She thought, deciding that no matter what happened, before they returned home she would make sure they cleared all their misunderstandings and start over as husband and wife, for real this time.
Swara had been lost in her thoughts when she was brought back to earth by his words
**"So get out there and go for it, but don't be caught waiting. It's great to plan for your future. Just don't live there, because really nothing ever happens in the future. Whatever happens happens now, so live your life where the action is, now. Always and I do mean always...have the courage to follow your heart and intuition"**
She was left stunned. "Could he read my mind?" She thought. Those words had almost sounded as if they were being addressed specifically to her. She looked at him to see if that could have been so, but she saw him instead beaming at his admirers. "Yeah Swara ! Now he has also magically turned into your very own Edward Cullen", her sub conscious quipped. She shook her head with a chuckle. She realized, she was slowly becoming a megalomaniac when it came to him.
"I really should take his advice though and tell him already. All this waiting is killing me," she thought. "Okay Swara no matter what happens you have to tell him now, right after his speech. What happens next is his call", she resolved as she heard the conclusion to his speech
**"You must have a high threshold for frustration. You must knock on doors until your knuckles bleed. Doors will fall in your face. You must pick yourself up, dust your self off and knock again. It's the only way to achieve your goals in life.** Heaven knows that's the rule that I live by everyday and believe me when I say it works. So as you graduate and begin your new life, I wish that all of you stay hungry and stay honest. May you be blessed with the success you truly deserve".
When he had finished with his commencement address, she saw him get a standing ovation. She couldn't stop beaming, proud of the fact that, that brilliant and amazing man was all hers. He had left the podium to interact with the very curious and hyped-up young, aspiring businessmen who did not tire of asking him questions. She was happy seeing him clearly enjoying the whole experience. She wished he smiled that way more. It broke her heart knowing she was responsible for making it almost disappear. The realization made her resolve much stronger. She would make sure she got it back and that it stayed, no matter what.
As soon as he was done, she had hurried up to his side and had the pleasure of having him beam at her presence. She had taken his hand and he had willingly let her lead him away from his admirers who she noted with a sudden flash of possessiveness, included a fair amount of young and pretty girls. Her trance was broken when she heard him enquire.
"Bore hogayi thi kya? Yeh sab business related bathe sunke? I'm sorry ki maine tujhe itni der wait karwaya but hotel mein tumhe akele chodna mujhe theek nahi laga" She was once again touched at his ever existing concern for her. "What had she done to deserve this amazing man?", she thought.
She shook her head denying it. " Bilkul nahin Sanskaar. In fact I too was inspired by the speech. Honestly, it was brilliant" she replied grinning when she saw the disbelieving look on his face.
"Seriously?", he asked clearly not buying it."I watched you a couple of times and it looked like you were either day dreaming or pondering over something serious. Is everything okay Swara?" he asked.
She rolled her eyes at him. There he went again worrying about her. It was annoying how he could so easily read her but couldn't see the one thing she desperately wanted him to see.
"You really should quit worrying so much. They give you frown lines. It is sort of unbecoming on that handsome face", she declared
Sanskaar raised his eyebrows quizzically "Handsome am I?" grinning at her.
It made her blush when she realized what she had accidently let out but got over it soon as she saw one of her favorite stupid grin adorning his face.
"Oh shush you! Don't act like you don't know! I know you are well aware of the fact that you are a very good looking man, especially after all that attention that you commanded from those girls. You clearly enjoyed the way were drooling at you" she shot back
He chuckled at her accusation as they got into their car that would take them to the hotel that they were staying at. When she finally remembered what she had to do before they returned to Kolkata she turned towards him, only to find that Sanskaar had his eyes closed and was resting against the seat . He looked completely worn out. As soon as their flight had landed, Sanskaar had hurried to a meeting at the Taj and when he had returned there had been no time to relax as he had to prep for the address that he had to deliver in the evening. Looking at him now, she concluded that it had been a long day and her confession had to unfortunately wait again!
"Guess I have no choice but tonight will be the night that I finally tell you Sanskaar" she promised .
They had arrived at the hotel and Sanskaar had straight away taken the bed not even bothering to change.
"Sankaar I know that you are very tired but you should at least remove your shoes and jacket before you hit the bed" she chastised.
"Swara please let me sleep. I really can't bother with it right now. Wayyy too tired" he replied childishly
"Sanskaar baccho jaise behave karna band karo. It'll take you a total of five seconds to do it" she reasoned
"Exactly 5 entire seconds! Don't have that much time. I gotta sleep sorry." he told her pulling the blanket over him.
"Sanskaar tum kyun un typical husbands ki tarah behave kar rahe ho? Forcing me to become a nagging wife" she complained.
He had laughed at that. "Aur tum woh typical saas-bahu wale serials ka heroine . Swara! Tum bhi please so jao na. You need to rest too. It's been a long day. Mom ki tarah kyun lecture de rahin hon? Mujhe sone do na!", he complained making her gawk at him.
Swara had no choice but to give up and she saw that he had fallen asleep in less than 2 minutes. It couldn't be helped she decided and settled for removing his shoes and jacket for him. She pulled the blanket over him and wished him a restful sleep. She soon realized that Sanskaar had been right, as always. She too was feeling tired, so she took his advice and decided to take a nap herself. She decided that when they woke up she would order in and say it to him over dinner with no one to disturb or distract them. Having that settled for now, she let herself fall asleep on her side of the bed.
Swara woke to the sound of shower running in the bathroom. She smiled knowing what was in store for them this night. Sanskaar had just come out of the shower when he saw that she was awake.
"Chalo Swara accha hua ki tum apne app utgayi, muje tumhe jagaane ka man nahi kar raha tha par mujhe tumhe yeh bhi bataana zaroori tha ki Mr Agarwal, joh hamare sabse bade client hain, jinke saath mera meeting tha subha? Woh dinner ke liye hum dono ko invite kiya hain. Toh tum jaldi se tayaar ho jao. Time zyaada nahin hain. Par agar tum yahin room mein ruk kar rest karna chahti ho to teek hain. Main akele chala jaaunga ." he announced . To her chagrin, she realized that all her plans and her intentions for the night had now been ruined. She sat dejectedly staring at her husband who had now been forced to look her way not having heard her reply.
"Swara? Did you hear what I just told you? Do you want to come along or stay here and rest?", he repeated.
"Stay here, away from him?" "Nahin Sanskaar, I'm coming with you. Main tayyar hojathi hoon", she announced lifting the blankets off her and hurrying to the bathroom for a quick shower.
"Alone or not, she would definitely tell him how she felt for him tonight", she decided. She picked a beautiful coral peach net saree with a golden border and a low cut heavily embroidered golden blouse for the night. Peach had definitely been his favorite color on her. She had draped the saree pleats into an extremely short patli that helped accentuate all her curves in the right way and made her feel exotic. She had decided if she was going to go out, she might as well go out with all guns blazing.
"Swara aur kitna time logi? Abhi bahot der hogaya hain. We should leave right now", she heard Sanskaar complain.
"Bas hogaya Sanskaar! Aa rahin hoon" she answered while she stepped into the room. The effect that her outfit had on him, had her beaming with extreme satisfaction. He had stood transfixed unable to take his eyes off her, as he scanned her, taking everything in from her hair to her 5 inch stilettos.
"Kaise lag rahin hoon", she asked him playing innocent and smirked when there was no answer.
"Sanskaar?" She tried again.
"Huh?" he replied coming out of his trance.
"Maine poocha , Kaise lag rahin hoon?"
"Beaut... err.. bohot acchi lag rahin ho. Ab chale?", he recovered flustered.
"Haan ek minute let me get my clutch", she replied turning her back on him. It was then that she heard him gasp, making her grin almost evilly. She knew she had made the right decision to choose the almost backless blouse to go with the saree. "Half of the battle has already been won", she thought with triumph.
"Ek minute Swara" Sanskaar had announced and left, leaving her confused till she saw him return with a stole.
"Bahar bohot tand hain, tum bimaar pad jaogi", he declared, draping the stole over her and she couldn't help but chuckle at his very poor effort at coming up with an excuse.
She accepted the ridiculous addition to her outfit only to put him out of his misery as they made their way towards the restaurant where the dinner had been arranged.
~~ My love's so big. So strong. It never dies. Never fades. Never losses its electricity. The kind of love you fight for. The kind of boy you fight for ~~
Part 3(final) - https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/swaragini/4509582/our-love-shall-not-know-death-a-swasan-ts-part-3-final-updated-pg-6?pn=6
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The lines within ~~,~~ are cut-down versions of quotes from Scarlett O'Hara(GWTW) and Jade Butterfield from Endless love in that order.
The lines marked ** are also from actual inspirational addresses from Jerry Zucker and Steve jobs(first one) and Michael Uslan that I have borrowed and edited for Sanskaar to fit the situation. I wonder if I'm breaking some sort of a rule by doing that though😆
Edited by misaki - 9 years ago
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