Presenting the third installment of my story hope you guys like and appreciate this one like you'll did for my previous parts. Words fall short when I want to convey how happy I feel over your feedback.. Special mention to Sakura and Sarcasmazing and Ros; your comments really brought a wide smile to my face believe me if I say I've read your feedbacks numerous times.. Also I'd want to say that a particular sequence in this update has been taken from a TV show that I've followed earlier and I loved it so much that I thought of trying it on Swasan too so yeah I give my due credits to it..
This chapter is considerably light compared to the previous chapters hope you are satisfied after the read.. Enough of my blabbering now. Here I go
Chapter 3 - The Aftermath
Sitting Swara on the bed Sanskaar crossed the room to retrieve a first aid box to cleanse and disinfect her wounds. There was pin drop silence in the room none talking to each other both lost in their turmoils. Sanskaar wiped a stray drop of tear before he faced Swara, he couldn't afford being weak now he had to maintain a strong stance in front of her to bring her out of her traumatized state, she needed him more than anyone else; steeling himself he went to Swara and kneeled down in front of her.
Turning her wrist he started the healing work, pulling out the glass pieces of her bangles;applying disinfectant he began cleaning her wound and repeated the entire process over all the visible wounds. Time and again he looked at Swara but she gave nothing away, her head bowed down she let him do what he was doing without any objection, nor did she flinch back in fear or pain and nor did a word of complain slip off her tongue she sat there resigned. He went back to a moment in the past comparing his old fiery Swara and this new resigned one.
(Flashback)
Swara had been assigned the task of cooking the evening dinner as everyone in the family were very fond of the spicy chatakedaar food she made.. She was cutting the vegetables like an experienced chef at an almost inhuman speed; headphones plugged in her ears she danced away to glory on Honey Singh's new single Love Dose singing to herself while cutting, Sanskaar had just come home from office and had just entered the kitchen to ask Swara to prepare a cup of her amazing adrak masale waali chai which she was a pro at..
But was highly amused at the sight that greeted him, he leaned against the door of the kitchen casually and observed his childlike wife, she had her back to him and was cutting veggies in the kitchen and doing rap steps on some weird pop song simultaneously. Sanskaar was highly amused at her antics, he smiled wide as her dance moves turned from comic to hilarious; dance certainly wasn't Swara's forte he could say. Yet she looked extremely adorable to him in those funny dance moves and that cute pout of her's.
He fell even more in love with her if that was even possible, she was a single piece and he was glad that he had her all to himself to cherish and love and adore. Trying to be the partypooper in her frolic and fun he went close to her and called out her name once, twice and thrice but she wouldn't listen she continued with that funny conga dance of her's, realizing his stupidity that he was calling out to Swara who had headphones plugged in,he tapped her shoulder and in her momentary state of fear and distraction she cut her finger..
"Ahhh crap my finger"; turning on him with full force of her wrath she screeched, "Sanskaar you bozo, what the hell are you doing, you scared the wits outta me and now I cut my finger and you broke my dance routine as well, what exactly were you doing? "
Sanskaar looked at Swara for a full minute and doubled over the kitchen counter laughing like a maniac holding his hand to his stomach, "You're so funny Swara, you call this conga dance a dance routine? " Swara narrowed her eyes at Sanskaar who in turn laughed even more; "Ya ya laugh you're plain jealous of my rocking moves " by now Sanskaar was howling with laughter. "Sure sure I am jealous Swara; you know if Michael Jackson was alive now he would have found a very tough competitor in you. " he finished sarcastically.
"See even you agree " Swara said grinning with pride and then suddenly caught on with Sanskaar's twisted joke, "You, I'm gonna teach you a lesson " and she chased him around the kitchen with a rolling pin in her hand.
"Which song where you even listening to btw? " Sanskaar asked amidst dodging her. Momentarily stopping to a standstill she smiled wide 'Ohh I was listening to Manma Emotion Jaage"; Sanskaar looked horrified for a moment and then again burst out laughing, "Since when did you develop a liking for such songs Swara? You and your quirky likes" he ducked in time to save himself from the attack of a rolling pin and she resumed chasing him.
"OK OK time please Swara, lemme have a look at your finger you've cut it you fool do you realize that or you don't? " he asked her in a slight chastising tone.
"I kinda forgot it in our fun and frolic" Swara exclaimed sheepishly and Sanskaar gave her a dirty look; taking the first aid box out he turned to her, "You know you need someone constantly around you, there isn't a day that passes without you falling or getting into some kinda accident. I have to constantly be on my toes for your protection."
Sitting her on the kitchen counter he took out the cream and a cotton, Eyeing the cream warily she asked Sanskaar, "San.. Sanskaar what exactly are you doing? " "Applying cream Swara, you've apparently cut your finger right? "
"No we aren't applying any cream, I'll be fine get that damned thing away from me, no ways am I going to let you put it on my finger it burns too much" she complained pouting; smiling slightly Sanskaar assured her it won't burn but she wouldn't listen to him and they argued another hour over applying cream on her wound as she struggled and wiggled and threatened but Sanskaar finally had his way.
(Flashback ends)
Note: You can listen to Aayat from Bajirao Mastani, it'll help you get into the mood for this sequence.. Can't provide the link don't know how to paste it here, can't do it rather..
Coming out of his trance Sanskaar looked at Swara, turning her face up he said, "Shona you need a shower to clean up, come on " taking her by hand he walked her to the bathroom, turning on the shower he made her stand under it. Swara stood there not making any move to undress, turning her face up towards the flow of the water she let it cascade down her body,she stood there for minutes letting the water wet her clothes and cleanse her, she yet felt dirty from Laksh's touch and wanted the water to cleanse it off her being.
Sanskaar knew he was probably crossing his limits there, he might scare her but he felt he had to do this; he had to wash off Laksh's touch over her. Closing in the distance between them he stepped into the shower with her letting the water wet him as he stood there lightly touching his forehead to Swara's.. Slowly he raised his hand and placed it on her shoulder, "Shona can I? " Swara understanding his emotions gave a light nod and Sanskaar uncovered her front by dropping off her pallu from her shoulder.
Slowly gently he cleaned her by rubbing his palms over her while she shivered slightly. His anger resurfaced when he saw the marks on her shoulders and neck his vile and aggressive brother had left over her soft pliant body, almost unable to stop himself in the moment he lowered his head and dropped chaste kisses over the marks on her shoulders and slowly advanced towards her neck. Swara's palm formed fists on either sides of her body and let out a soft whimper as he travelled up further, slowly she unfisted her palms and lightly placed one hand on his waist as he softly touched his lips to her cheek, over her eyes and finally over her forehead. He wanted to completely eliminate Laksh's vile touch over her in her memories and replace it with his soft gentle one. He didn't want her to remember the painful moments again so he replaced the aggression with his passion, Laksh's obsession with his love, Hatred with love.
Both stood there for a moment lost in the aura Sanskaar created, Sanskaar was the first to slip out of the trance; giving her one last chaste kiss on her forehead he stepped away from her and left the bathroom to give her space to change.. Moments later Swara emerged from the bathroom dry in a white lucknowi kurti. Curling herself in a ball she pulled her knees close to her chest and lied down on the bed retiring for the day. Sanskaar climbed into bed after her and observed her for a moment; drawing himself closer to her he put an arm on her waist and took her in his warm embrace.
Swara stiffened for a second against the touch but relaxed yet again and turned towards Sanskaar. Lying her head on his chest she clutched the collar of his tee shirt in her fist and closed her eyes. That was one moment when Sanskaar felt peace after a long time feeling her cocooned in the warmth of his chest. Bringing her closer to him he wrapped his arm around her in a protective embrace and closed his eyes.
(Meanwhile in Laksh and Ragini's room)
Ragini stood in the balcony overlooking the garden lost in deep thoughts, she had been shocked after today's incident it was as if her eyes had been exposed to blinding harsh sunlight after a long spell of darkness, she couldn't believe that she had gone to such extremes for the sake of such a vile cheap man. Yes she was wrong, she had done many a crimes for attaining Laksh's love but today's incident had opened her eyes to blinding truth, she had fought for such a person's love who didn't know what love meant. She felt sick of herself and of her emotions. She felt sick of Laksh. He had wronged a woman in the worst manner possible no matter what the condition he was in. And after what seemed like an age she felt herself pitying her half sister, that girl had been wronged by every person she had loved and trusted at every stage of her life. First by her and Sanskaar then by Laksh and then by their father. Her character had been doubted upon by the entire Maheshwari clan leaving a few who were smart enough to know the gem of a person she was. A lone tear slipped out of Ragini's eyes at the plight of her sister. She felt sorry for what she had done. Regret overpowering any emotion that she felt today.
Turning towards her room she saw Laksh pace across the room anxiously, suddenly he looked at her and then he made way towards her at inhuman speed, scared she moved back putting distance between them, halting where he was Laksh opened his mouth and uttered something which made her loath the man standing before her, "Ragini please do something, I don't want to go to jail. It happened in a moment of inebriation I didn't mean to harm Swara it just happened, ye sab uski wajah se hua, she provoked me by constantly shoving me away from her and denying my love. I'll make everything fine, just get her to talk to me; bus ek baar baat karwa do meri usse, kasam khaata hoon sab kuch theek kar doonga, kabhi usse dukh nahi pohchaunga, please just do this one favor on me. "
In that one moment Ragini found epiphany and she knew what she had to do tomorrow.
(Swara and Sanskaar's room)
Try as he might Sanskaar couldn't get a wink of sleep the whole night all he saw behind his closed eyes was Swara's broken form, it haunted him it wouldn't let him sleep. Finally at the break of dawn Sanskaar gave up and disengaged himself from Swara slowly moving away lest she wakes up.
He went and stood by the window lost in thoughts for a while until he heard Swara come awake behind him. She fluttered her eyes open and looked at the sight in front of her; Sanskaar stood there facing her and the sun bathed him in soft golden light, his brown eyes intensified in the sparkle of the early morning sunlight, she silently observed him as he walked towards her at a slow pace.
Smiling Sanskaar sat down besides Swara on the bed, smoothing her hair out her face he said, "Good morning Shona"
"Morning Sanskaar" Swara replied in a soft voice. "You haven't slept last night Sanskaar?" "No I have Shona why?" "Dont lie to me Sanskaar i can easily see the circles under your eyes."
Closing his eyes Sanskaar sat there before her contemplating how to dodge her questions when he felt bliss engulf him in the form of Swara's hand against his cheek he sighed heaving a sigh off his chest.
"I'm sorry Swara, I feel horrible for failing you yesterday but I promise you I will make everything fine I will heal you. You'll be fine Swara." He said convincing himself and Swara. "Sanskaar look at me, what happened wasn't your fault so stop chastising yourself for this. " Nodding his head unconvincingly at her he took her in his embrace bracing themselves for the day ahead.
Yes here I present the third installment of my story. Hope you guys like it as again I would love to hear your feedback on this lemme know your views.. Although I'm not very happy with this chapter I'm yet posting it coz I had to get it out of my system to be able to think about other things. Would love to read your honest feedbacks and criticism too.
Thank you again.
Love,
Kashmi
Edited by Autumn_Hue - 9 years ago
