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Thank you for the encouraging words, for stating what you enjoyed and what you are look forward to. It helps me mold the story.
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Chapter 3
Resting his head in the headboard, sleep eluding him, Sanskar plays with the lamp sitting on his bedside table... On... Off... On... Off... On... Off... His thoughts occupied by one bold girl. Chuckling, with reluctant admiration he recollects how she had stood her ground, threatening to have him arrested... Of how boldly she stated she was... no... is a virgin... No hint of embarrassment.
Looking forward to spar with her, he turns to look at the table clock on his bedside table... The time reads half two... Debating whether to call her or not... it was late. Giving in, he calls, a smile on his face as he waits to hear her retort once she realises it is him."
Tring... Tring... Swara squirms in her sleep, covering her ears with her palms as she tries to ignore her phone. Tring... Tring... Groggy with sleep, she turns towards her bedside table, grabbing her phone. Not bothering to check who it is. In a lazy husky voice she asks, "what is it?"
Hearing her husky voice, naughty images form in his mind... His heartbeat increases as blood rushes to another part of his body... Silently holding the phone as he tries to regain some control over his baser instinct. His voice harsh as he tries to control his emotions, he says, "don't you mean who?"
Opening her eyes, Swara whispers breathlessly, her mind trying to grasp over the voice she instinctively recognized, "Sanskar?" "Wow," he replies huskily, "should I be..." Sitting up, she cuts him short by interrupting him, whispering sharply so as not to wake Ragini, "there is nothing to be flattered about... I recognize your voice just as I recognize bad smell." Laughing aloud, Sanskar says, "sheath your claws vixen."
Rolling her eyes, Swara asks, "what do you want? Why have you called at this time?" Frowning as she reads the time on the wall clock in her room. "I can't sleep," Sanskar says simply. Swara replies, "ookkkaaayyy," dragging the letters out, confused as to why he was calling her. She repeats, trying to make sense, her voice filled with confusion, "you can't sleep... So why have you called me?" Smiling into the phone Sanskar replies, "I think it is only fair that the culprit should not sleep too." Surprised, Swara exclaims, "I am the culprit!" Perplexed asks, "how?"
Smiling, feeling relaxed, Sanskar teases, his voice husky, "you are doing things to me." "Huh," Swara replies, "I don't get it." Holding his laughter, part of him happy over her innocence, but the impulse to shock her too great, Sanskar gives a her a detailed explanation of how she is disturbing him. Blushing at his bold words, Swara says breathlessly, "not my problem. Good night" and quickly hangs up. Her heart racing as the images his words formed linger in her mind.
The phone rings. Swara answers quickly, not want Ragini to be disturbed. Hiding her emotions, she snaps, "what?" "There was another reason for my calling you," Sanskar answers calmly. "What?" Swara repeats softly. "Your promise," Sanskar replies. "I haven't forgotten," Swara says. "Good. I shall see you tomorrow," Sanskar says. "Tomorrow is Sunday," Swara says, "it's not possible." His voice sharp, Sanskar says, "I expect to see you at my home tomorrow morning," and disconnects the line.
Staring at her phone, Swara mutters, "what the hell... How am I supposed to visit him at his home?"
Smiling, Sanskar wonders what excuse Swara will use to come visit him.
Sharmista wakes up with a smile, turns to her left, watching the man she loved... Loves for over twenty years snore lightly, fast asleep. "My husband," she thinks, her eyes reflecting her happiness as emotions choke her.
"Swara," Sharmista calls out in surprise, "what are you doing up so early?" Stiring the wok, Swara turns to her mum, smiling says, "I couldn't sleep. I thought, since I was awake I might as well make myself useful." Raising her eyebrow in surprise, Sharmista looks around the kitchen and asks, "are we having guests over, that I don't recall off?" Swara's heart skips a bit, keeping a nonchalant attitude, she replies, "I thought we might send some to Laksh's family, a small gesture..." Sharmista walks up to Swara, completing her sentence, "... Saying thank you." Hugging her lightly from the back, Sharmista says with pride, "lovely idea."
Ragini stops nervously by the gates, staring ahead at the house, she says, "Swara what if Laksh's father will not be happy with us coming unannounced." Turning to Swara, Ragini adds, "I think we should have called first." Ignoring the butterflies in her stomach, Swara says, oozing with positivity, "Laksh's dad is a lamb. I bet he will be happy with th initiative you have taken." "You mean you have taken," Ragini says. "You... Me... Same thing," Swara says dismissively.
With the table all laid out, Anapurna turns to Ragini and says, "why don't you go wake Laksh up so that we can all have breakfast together." Smiling, Ragini turns to Swara and says, "come with me." Nodding with relief, Swara thinks, "phew I can get to meet Sanskar."
Sujata walks out of the kitchen, a warm dish of halwa in her hands. Placing it on the table, she calls out, "wake Sanskar too. Tell him to join us for breakfast." Heart racing, Swara turns to look and Sujata while Ragini replies, "okay choti maa." Stopping outside Laksh's bedroom door, Swara says, "Ragini point me to sanskar's room. I shall go wake him instead of being a third wheel with you and Laksh."
Nervous, Swara quietly walks into sanskar's room. Watching him sleep peacefully, looking adorable, a lump forms at the base of her throat, choking her as she thinks, "why did you play me? Why do you want to hurt my family? I have been banging my head to come up with a reason... nothing comes to mind." Frowning, Swara debates how to wake him, her gaze falls on a half filled bottle of water...her eyes fill with mischief.
Sanskar sits up, sputtering, growling furiously, "what the hell!" His gaze falls on Swara, he looks around him, his bed wet just as him. "Good morning," Swara says prettily, basking in his discomfort. Scowling, gazes at her. His eyes promising retribution.
Reading the dangerious intent in his eyes, Swara takes a step back, saying, "don't..." Ignoring her Sanskar prances forward, grabs her by her waist and lifts off the ground as he strides towards his bathroom. Squealing, hands and legs flying about as she tries to release herself from his hold, she says, "pleas don't... I am sorry..." Her pleases unheeded, swara struggles to release herself. Holding her at an arms length, Sanskar turns the knob of the shower head. Swara shrieks, "Sanskar", cold water hitting her... Staring in disbelief at the satisfaction basking in sanskar's eyes, his gaze challenging her, waiting to see how she shall retaliate. In answering challenge, Swara grabs the front of his t-shirt and forcefully pulls him towards her, drenching him fully in the process.
Inches apart... Her palms resting on his chest... His hands wrapped around her waist, steadying them both... Awareness seeping in. Leaning forward, cold water spraying on his back, his gaze locked onto hers, Sanskar says softly, "kiss me." Lost in the passion she see in his gaze, Swara slides her hands up, locking them at the back of his neck, standing on the toes, inching closer, closing her eyes just as their lips meet.
Forcing himself to stop, nibbling her neck, he says, "we need to stop." Pulling away, he watches Swara open her eyes. Quietly observing her passion recede as reality sinks in. Straightening her wet clothes, trying to figure out how she shall explain her wet clothes, she looks up at Sanskar. Watching him take his t-shirt off, Swara squeaks, "what are you doing?" Grinning naughtily, Sanskar replies, "having a shower", adds teasingly, "you are welcome to join me." "Funny... Ha ha..." She says in a sarcastic tone, blushing as she races out of the bathroom, sanskar's loud laughter following her."
Wondering why Swara was taking so long, Ragini knocks lightly before entering sanskar's room. Seeing a drenched Swara drying herself Ragini exclaims, "what happened? Why are you wet?" Turning around, Swara replies "small accident." Walking in behind Ragini, taking in the wet bed and a wet Swara, Laksh bursts out laughing, says, "let me guess. You threw water on bhai and bhai threw you under the shower." Grinning sheepishly, hiding her confusion, Swara replies, "something like that." Ragini admonishes, "how could you Swara? How are we supposed to explain this?", pointing to her wet attire.
Thank you for enjoying the story so far.
Thank you for the encouraging words, for stating what you enjoyed and what you are look forward to. It helps me mold the story.
Once again, apologies for not sending out pms.
For those who want to read the chapter as a whole please wait for me to update the title and post - chapter complete.
Chapter 3
Resting his head in the headboard, sleep eluding him, Sanskar plays with the lamp sitting on his bedside table... On... Off... On... Off... On... Off... His thoughts occupied by one bold girl. Chuckling, with reluctant admiration he recollects how she had stood her ground, threatening to have him arrested... Of how boldly she stated she was... no... is a virgin... No hint of embarrassment.
Looking forward to spar with her, he turns to look at the table clock on his bedside table... The time reads half two... Debating whether to call her or not... it was late. Giving in, he calls, a smile on his face as he waits to hear her retort once she realises it is him."
Tring... Tring... Swara squirms in her sleep, covering her ears with her palms as she tries to ignore her phone. Tring... Tring... Groggy with sleep, she turns towards her bedside table, grabbing her phone. Not bothering to check who it is. In a lazy husky voice she asks, "what is it?"
Hearing her husky voice, naughty images form in his mind... His heartbeat increases as blood rushes to another part of his body... Silently holding the phone as he tries to regain some control over his baser instinct. His voice harsh as he tries to control his emotions, he says, "don't you mean who?"
Opening her eyes, Swara whispers breathlessly, her mind trying to grasp over the voice she instinctively recognized, "Sanskar?" "Wow," he replies huskily, "should I be..." Sitting up, she cuts him short by interrupting him, whispering sharply so as not to wake Ragini, "there is nothing to be flattered about... I recognize your voice just as I recognize bad smell." Laughing aloud, Sanskar says, "sheath your claws vixen."
Rolling her eyes, Swara asks, "what do you want? Why have you called at this time?" Frowning as she reads the time on the wall clock in her room. "I can't sleep," Sanskar says simply. Swara replies, "ookkkaaayyy," dragging the letters out, confused as to why he was calling her. She repeats, trying to make sense, her voice filled with confusion, "you can't sleep... So why have you called me?" Smiling into the phone Sanskar replies, "I think it is only fair that the culprit should not sleep too." Surprised, Swara exclaims, "I am the culprit!" Perplexed asks, "how?"
Smiling, feeling relaxed, Sanskar teases, his voice husky, "you are doing things to me." "Huh," Swara replies, "I don't get it." Holding his laughter, part of him happy over her innocence, but the impulse to shock her too great, Sanskar gives a her a detailed explanation of how she is disturbing him. Blushing at his bold words, Swara says breathlessly, "not my problem. Good night" and quickly hangs up. Her heart racing as the images his words formed linger in her mind.
The phone rings. Swara answers quickly, not want Ragini to be disturbed. Hiding her emotions, she snaps, "what?" "There was another reason for my calling you," Sanskar answers calmly. "What?" Swara repeats softly. "Your promise," Sanskar replies. "I haven't forgotten," Swara says. "Good. I shall see you tomorrow," Sanskar says. "Tomorrow is Sunday," Swara says, "it's not possible." His voice sharp, Sanskar says, "I expect to see you at my home tomorrow morning," and disconnects the line.
Staring at her phone, Swara mutters, "what the hell... How am I supposed to visit him at his home?"
Smiling, Sanskar wonders what excuse Swara will use to come visit him.
Sharmista wakes up with a smile, turns to her left, watching the man she loved... Loves for over twenty years snore lightly, fast asleep. "My husband," she thinks, her eyes reflecting her happiness as emotions choke her.
"Swara," Sharmista calls out in surprise, "what are you doing up so early?" Stiring the wok, Swara turns to her mum, smiling says, "I couldn't sleep. I thought, since I was awake I might as well make myself useful." Raising her eyebrow in surprise, Sharmista looks around the kitchen and asks, "are we having guests over, that I don't recall off?" Swara's heart skips a bit, keeping a nonchalant attitude, she replies, "I thought we might send some to Laksh's family, a small gesture..." Sharmista walks up to Swara, completing her sentence, "... Saying thank you." Hugging her lightly from the back, Sharmista says with pride, "lovely idea."
Ragini stops nervously by the gates, staring ahead at the house, she says, "Swara what if Laksh's father will not be happy with us coming unannounced." Turning to Swara, Ragini adds, "I think we should have called first." Ignoring the butterflies in her stomach, Swara says, oozing with positivity, "Laksh's dad is a lamb. I bet he will be happy with th initiative you have taken." "You mean you have taken," Ragini says. "You... Me... Same thing," Swara says dismissively.
With the table all laid out, Anapurna turns to Ragini and says, "why don't you go wake Laksh up so that we can all have breakfast together." Smiling, Ragini turns to Swara and says, "come with me." Nodding with relief, Swara thinks, "phew I can get to meet Sanskar."
Sujata walks out of the kitchen, a warm dish of halwa in her hands. Placing it on the table, she calls out, "wake Sanskar too. Tell him to join us for breakfast." Heart racing, Swara turns to look and Sujata while Ragini replies, "okay choti maa." Stopping outside Laksh's bedroom door, Swara says, "Ragini point me to sanskar's room. I shall go wake him instead of being a third wheel with you and Laksh."
Nervous, Swara quietly walks into sanskar's room. Watching him sleep peacefully, looking adorable, a lump forms at the base of her throat, choking her as she thinks, "why did you play me? Why do you want to hurt my family? I have been banging my head to come up with a reason... nothing comes to mind." Frowning, Swara debates how to wake him, her gaze falls on a half filled bottle of water...her eyes fill with mischief.
Sanskar sits up, sputtering, growling furiously, "what the hell!" His gaze falls on Swara, he looks around him, his bed wet just as him. "Good morning," Swara says prettily, basking in his discomfort. Scowling, gazes at her. His eyes promising retribution.
Reading the dangerious intent in his eyes, Swara takes a step back, saying, "don't..." Ignoring her Sanskar prances forward, grabs her by her waist and lifts off the ground as he strides towards his bathroom. Squealing, hands and legs flying about as she tries to release herself from his hold, she says, "pleas don't... I am sorry..." Her pleases unheeded, swara struggles to release herself. Holding her at an arms length, Sanskar turns the knob of the shower head. Swara shrieks, "Sanskar", cold water hitting her... Staring in disbelief at the satisfaction basking in sanskar's eyes, his gaze challenging her, waiting to see how she shall retaliate. In answering challenge, Swara grabs the front of his t-shirt and forcefully pulls him towards her, drenching him fully in the process.
Inches apart... Her palms resting on his chest... His hands wrapped around her waist, steadying them both... Awareness seeping in. Leaning forward, cold water spraying on his back, his gaze locked onto hers, Sanskar says softly, "kiss me." Lost in the passion she see in his gaze, Swara slides her hands up, locking them at the back of his neck, standing on the toes, inching closer, closing her eyes just as their lips meet.
Forcing himself to stop, nibbling her neck, he says, "we need to stop." Pulling away, he watches Swara open her eyes. Quietly observing her passion recede as reality sinks in. Straightening her wet clothes, trying to figure out how she shall explain her wet clothes, she looks up at Sanskar. Watching him take his t-shirt off, Swara squeaks, "what are you doing?" Grinning naughtily, Sanskar replies, "having a shower", adds teasingly, "you are welcome to join me." "Funny... Ha ha..." She says in a sarcastic tone, blushing as she races out of the bathroom, sanskar's loud laughter following her."
Wondering why Swara was taking so long, Ragini knocks lightly before entering sanskar's room. Seeing a drenched Swara drying herself Ragini exclaims, "what happened? Why are you wet?" Turning around, Swara replies "small accident." Walking in behind Ragini, taking in the wet bed and a wet Swara, Laksh bursts out laughing, says, "let me guess. You threw water on bhai and bhai threw you under the shower." Grinning sheepishly, hiding her confusion, Swara replies, "something like that." Ragini admonishes, "how could you Swara? How are we supposed to explain this?", pointing to her wet attire.
Sanskar comes out of the bathroom with just a towel wrapped around his waist, walking nonchalantly towards the cupboards, says, "What's with all the dramatics!" Looks at Swara casually, says, "use a hair dryer... And be quick about it... Soon the family will be here, wondering what is keeping us." Hearing a commotion, he looks towards the door and says, "aahhh... Too late... Bhabhi dear has been sent to find out what is keeping us."
Shaking her head, her gaze on a wet Swara, taking in her bruised lips, Parineeta says, "shame on you Sanskar." Gives Swara a reassuring smile and says, "come, let us fix this." Turning to Laksh, she adds, "we shall use your room. You go ahead and explain that there was a slight accident, hence the delay."
Oh gosh... This chappy took forever... Apologies for the delay... Busy real life schedule... Hope you like it :)
