SwaSan SS ~Mere Ajnabee~ Updated Last Chapter on Page 38 on 13/10 - Page 18

Originally posted by: humblepinky

Belated Happy Birthday..
Nice update.. Continue soon..

Hi dear,
Thank you so much.
Will update soon.

Love,
Shreetha..

Originally posted by: MusicAddict

Belated happy birthday honey!!🤗
And the update was very sweet!! Loved the growing friendship between SwaSan and SwaSan moments are very cute!!
Swara loves the fact that Sanskaar called her beautiful...aww!! I feel she will fall for him first, I have that feeling...and hard!
Swara kicking Uttara's foot!😆 Sanskaar guesses it right?
Sanskaar hates talking about Kavita, now that is my Sanky boy!! What Kavita kavita in b/w..huh!!
Chalo will wait for further updates!
Love,
Sakshi!

Sakshi..❤️🤗
Thanks buddy.!!

I am glad you liked the update. Thank you so much for this lovely comment.
Well lets wait and see who will fall first..!!!😉
Yes, Sanskaar hates everything which comes in between him and Swara.😳
Will try to update soon. Thank you.

Love,
Shreetha..

Hiya friends. I am back with an update. But first, Happiee Janmashtami. I am sorry for the delay and thank you so much for your love and support. I hope you enjoy this chapter. Please share your views and please ignore mistakes.

Chapter 8:

Swara: Haan Di... things here are going just great.

Swara answers her sister whom she speaks to over the phone.

Kavitha: Accha? Woh kaise? (intrigued)

Swara: (startled, confused) What do you mean? Things are just fine... what else do I need to say to explain that?

Kavitha: Swaraaa, for the past three weeks I've been noticing that things have just been going "great" for you all the time. Usually whenever I go somewhere, you mope around and complain about how boring it is at home. Ab tujhe kya hua?

Swara flushes bright red as she has no reply to this. How could she even begin to explain the last three weeks to her sister? Honestly, Swara couldn't remember having so much fun before. But Sanskaar has made that possible with his arrival... By each passing day, Swara learned that he and she were quite similar, both in interest-wise and personality...Which is why she found herself instantly clicking and forming a good friendship with her much before detested foreign guest. There wasn't much effort put into it...it just happened. But she couldn't say all this to Kavitha, whom she knew would only misinterpret everything that she will say. She can already imagine her squeal tauntingly, "So have you picked your wedding dress yet?" No, she was going to avoid that conversation as much as possible...

Swara: Nothing, Di. I'm just doing well. That's all.

Swara is thankful once she hears her bedroom door open and sees Sanskaar standing in her doorway, allowing her to end her phone call with her sister before she teases her silly.

Sanskaar: (slightly agitated) Come on, Swara. Let's go.

Swara: I'm coming, hang on.

Kavitha: (feigning a gasp) Is that lover boy now? ... Arre, but what is he doing here in your room?... Naughty naughty, Swara... Here you are telling me that there is nothing going on between you and Sanskaar Maheshwari, yet here you are unashamedly with him in your room.

Despite herself, Swara blushes. Sanskaar looks on curiously at this.

Swara: Shut up Di. Aisa kuch nahi hai... (mumbles)

Kavitha: Haan, haan. Mujhe sab pata hai... Acha, tu jah. Tumhara honewala Pati tumhare intezaar kar raha hai... (giggling) He seems to be in a big hurry. (adds on slyly)

Swara: (blushing) Dddii...

Sanskaar rolls his eyes as he sees no end to this conversation.

Sanskaar: Swara, today would be nice you know.

Kavitha: Wah... Tumhara hubby itna impatient hai...

Swara: Shut up Di. I'm going. I'll talk to you later.


Swara cuts the call and grabs her sweater quickly before joining an annoyed Sanskaar at the door. She smiles feebly at him in a small attempt to apologize for keeping him waiting. Sanskaar, however, silently gestures her to move on downstairs and closes her bedroom door behind them...

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Swara: What do you mean you're not going?

Swara demands as Uttara finishes telling her and Sanskaar that she has other plans for the day. Sanskaar, on the other hand, looks the least bit affected.

Uttara: Sorry Di. But I promised Anju that I'd come over. She's been begging me to come for so long now, and you know she's here for only another week.
Swara: Kya Uttara... ab mera saath shopping kaun ayega? (trans: Who will go shopping with me now?)

Uttara: Deeds, Sanskaar Bhaiya hai naa... Aap to aise bolrahe hai jaise aap akele jarahe hi... (trans: Deeds, there is still Sanskaar Bhaiya... You are acting as if you are going alone.)

Swara: (growing embarrassed) Main uske saath kaise shopping karsakti hu? (trans: How can I go shopping with him?)

Uttara: Kyon nahi? Mujhe to lagaa ke aap dono itne kareeb dost banchuke hai... problem kya hai? (tauntingly) (trans:Why not? I thought you two were already such close friends... What's the problem?)

Swara: (grits) Uttara ki bachi...

Sanskaar watches the two sisters arguing in Hindi until he has enough of it and splits them apart. He didn't like the fact that they were speaking right in front of him, yet he couldn't understand a word.

Sanskaar: Enough of this Hindi madness... spare me the headache, would you two? I don't see what's the problem...Uttara, just go ahead to your friend's house. Swara and I will go on ahead. It'll be fine. Right, Swara?

With flushed cheeks, Swara reluctantly agrees and before leaving with Sanskaar, she glares hard at her sister who gives her a thumbs up and a chuckle in return.

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It's not that she felt uncomfortable with his presence. Nor was it that she did not wish to go anywhere alone with him. It was simply the fact that she felt awkward about doing some of her own shopping with Sanskaar around. She was used to taking Uttara along and seeking her opinion before she bought anything. But now she wasn't here with them...

Sanskaar: So, where to first?

Sanskaar asks her as they walk along the sidewalk, passing by each store. Swara muses about this, deciding that she will push off her own shopping till later, and thinks about where she should take Sanskaar too.

Swara: (smiling) I think I have a store for you. It's across the street and right around the corner.

Sanskaar: Sure. Let's go take a look.

They round the edge of the sidewalk and look at the speeding cars passing by. Together they watch for any clearing so they can cross through.

Swara: It's so busy...

Sanskaar: Here, give me your hand.

After a hesitant moment, Swara places her hand into his outstretched hand and watches as it clasps around hers. She can feel the butterflies begin to roam around in the pit of her stomach. Sanskaar holds onto her hand tight and leads her into crossing the road. She catches up to his fast pace and stays to him close. As they arrive on the other side, she is surprised to see his grip on her hand still intact...yet soften a little. He continues to stroll down the sidewalk with Swara by his side, leading to the corner, oblivious to his companion's emotions. It isn't until a few moments later that Swara brings this up to him...

Swara: (shyly) Sanskaar... you can let go of my hand now.

Sanskaar looks over to Swara, whose cheeks are satisfyingly pink, and grins handsomely at her.

Sanskaar: Now why would I want to do something like that?

Swara: (blushing) Sanskaar... people will start assuming things.

Sanskaar: So? Let them assume. As far as I know, I'm out spending time with my friend.

He entwines their fingers, enclosing their joined hands together, silently closing any further discussion of the subject. Swara knows that this may be a friendly gesture in America, but in India, people will conclude to just about anything. It is different here... However, she remains mum and allows him to hold her hand, knowing that no matter the amount of protests she makes, he will not listen to her. As they make their way around the corner and walk straight, headed towards the store at end of the sidewalk, Swara begins to slow down a little which draws Sanskaar's attention back onto her. He watches her looking into the glass display of a store with obvious fascination. He tugs on her hand to bring her focus onto him.

Sanskaar: Come on. Let's go in and see...(with a soft smile)

***********

Swara gazes around the jewelry store with wonder, taking in the collections of bangles, anklets, rings, watches, necklaces, and earrings. As she glances down at the open displays, she feels the presence of someone come near. Looking up, she finds the owner of the store smiling politely at her.

"Namaste Ma'am... Namaste Sir... Kaise hai aap? Kya main aap dono ko kuch madat karu?" he asks kindly. Sanskaar, who stands beside Swara, looks over to her for a translation. He watches her smile back at the owner and reply back in Hindi.

Swara: Ji, hum teek hai. Hum bus yuhi dekh rahe hai... (trans: We are fine. We are just looking.)

"Accha, to phir kyon na hum aapko humare collection ko dikhadoon?" he says with an even wider, welcoming smile. Swara nods her head and watches the man excitedly draw out the necklace sets and place them on top of the glass counter for view. A minute into her observing, she hears the man ask...

"Kya aapka pati kuch dekhna chahte hai?" (trans: Does your husband wish to see anything?)

Swara's cheeks burn with embarrassment and she finds herself tongue-tied. Sanskaar, who was disinterestedly looking at the displays, sees this and wonders what the man had said that could possibly have embarrassed Swara.

Sanskaar: (prodding her) What'd he say?

The man looks over to Sanskaar and realizes he doesn't know any Hindi. He cuts in, saving Swara from giving him any explanation. "I say her, you see anything? For you, no?" Sanskaar, able to understand him, answers with a shake of his head.

Sanskaar: Uh, no. Nothing for me...We are here just for her.

Strangely the man smiles at him which confuses Sanskaar to no ends. He looks on with a puzzled expression as he says something to Swara once again in Hindi.

"Ma'am, aapka pati bahot acche hai... aaj kal aise pati kahan milte hai joh uski patni ke liye heer wala dukhaan thak jaasakthe hai..." he comments with a laughing chuckle. (trans: Ma'am, your husband is really great... now a days where can you a find a husband that is willing to go to a jewelry store for his wife?)

Swara can't help but smile in return, yet still looking painfully embarrassed at the same time.

Swara: (meekly) Ji... main zarra wahan dekhna chahti hoon... (trans: I wish to go look over there.)

"Ji, ji. Zaroor." Without another moment of hesitance, Swara wanders off to another side of the store, leaving Sanskaar stuck with the jeweler who simply smirks at him.

"You good...very good," he remarks while nodding his head. Sanskaar gives him half of a smile before joining Swara, finding the man highly strange.

Sanskaar: You found anything you like?

Swara: (shaking her head) No... I'm done here. Let's go on over to the store I was talking about.

Sanskaar: Wait, hang on. What was it that you were just looking at?

Sanskaar picks up the silver payals that Swara had just placed down and that he noticed she was looking rather intently at.

Sanskaar: You want these?

Swara: No, I was just looking at them. Besides, I don't even have the money for it. (her attempt of lying failing her)

Sanskaar: Well, that's fine. I can just get them for you then. (reading through her lie, knowing very well she wants them)

Swara: (looking very against the idea) No, Sanskaar. It's alright. Please, don't waste your money. I don't even want it to begin with. I was just looking. Honestly. Come on, let's leave.

She says to him pleadingly as she tugs on his arm. Sanskaar looks over to her after he runs his fingers along the anklets. Before he can even say anything more, Swara takes the anklets from him, puts them back down, and leads him on outside of the stores. He chuckles at her hurry to leave. He knew it had something to do with the jeweler who was just starting to make his way over to them.

Sanskaar: Slow on down, Flash... What's the big hurry?

Swara: (sheepishly) Nothing... I just really want to take you to the store.

Sanskaar: We have all day to shop Swara, we can take our time... Now...

Taking her hand back into his, he grins at her.

Sanskaar: Tell me what the man said...

Swara, knowing it'll be useless to keep this away from Sanskaar since he will just pester it out of her, answers him shyly with her cheeks turning red all over again...

Swara: (softly) He thought you were my husband...

Sanskaar simply chuckles out of amusement while Swara grows even more embarrassed by the second. He, however, was feeling pretty good about himself at the moment. Husband, huh? Very interesting thought... His grip on Swara's hand becomes firmer.

Sanskaar: What else did he say?

Swara: (reluctantly telling him) He said that you are a good husband for coming to a jewelry store for your wife since most men avoid doing just that...

Sanskaar continues to laugh, irking Swara a little. She pushes him aside, but their hands remain intact.

Swara: (mutters) This is all your fault you know... I told you people assume here...

***********

Swara showed Sanskaar around a few stores where he did little shopping, mostly for his parents, until he suggested that they go somewhere for a quick bite. They stop by an ice cream parlor where Swara gets herself a chocolate ice cream cone and Sanskaar vanilla in a cup for himself. In the middle of Swara's chatter, Sanskaar fiddles with his phone and after giving Swara a glance, showing her that he's listening, gets a sudden idea. He scrolls down to his camera phone and raises his cell to take a picture of a very oblivious Swara who indulges herself in the deliciousness of her treat.

Swara: ---places like Scotland, Italy, Paris, Singapore, Hawaii... You know, major attractions... (looking up) Sanskaar, are you even listening to me?

Sanskaar: (startled) Huh? --- Oh yeah, of course.

Swara: What are you doing?(suspiciously)

Sanskaar: Nothing... just seeing if I have any signal in here... I'm thinking of giving Maa a call... You know her, she's been pestering me to call her more often... But go on...you were talking about what places you wanted to see...

Swara: Yes... The farthest I've ever been is to Goa... (pouting) and that too on a university trip.

With a growing smile, Sanskaar discreetly clicks a picture of her and gazes at it for a moment before saving it into his phone. He tucks his cell pack into his pockets and turns his full attention back over to Swara, who notices him put his phone away.

Swara: No signal?

Sanskaar: Yeah...

He watches as an earnest smile appears on her lips while she asks...

Swara: Tell me more about Annapurna aunty and Durga Prasad uncle...about your life back in America.

Sanskaar: (grinning) What more do you want me to say?
Swara: I don't know...Anything... I feel like you know so much about me and my life here and I'd like to get a feel of what your life over in America is like...

Sanskaar: (sincerely, looking at her intently) You will Swara... One day...

Swara: (confused) What do you mean?

However, instead of answering her question, he simply smiles and rises from his chair. With a single nod of his head, he signals her to follow...

Sanskaar: Come on... we've been here long enough.

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Ending their day's outing, Swara mentioned she had some pending shopping to do and Sanskaar obliged willingly. She embarrassedly tells him that she needs to find a dress for her friend's coming party, who insists on it being formal. Sanskaar smiled at her slight discomfort. He knew she was wishing Uttara were here just about now. After one dress after another, Swara finally finds her winning choice with Sanskaar's approval...

Sanskaar: Come on ... What's taking so long?

He questions her from the other side of the changing room's door. Swara's muffled voice speaks back to him...

Swara: Hang on... I'm trying to close the zipper to this thing...

After hearing exasperated sighs and futile attempts from her side, Sanskaar offers his aid...

Sanskaar: You need help with that?

Swara: (caving in) ... Yes, please.

Sanskaar grins at the desperate helplessness in her tone and watches as she opens her changing room's door, revealing to him her creamy bare exposed back with the zipper stuck midway... With his breath caught in his throat, he hesitantly nears her and takes the zipper into his fingers.

Swara: It's hard to reach... my arms hurt from just trying to get a hold of it...

Sanskaar slowly zips her dress from the back after his fingers gently brush across her baby smooth skin... Swara turns and faces him with a small, curious smile...

Swara: (shyly) So?... What do you think?

Sanskaar's breath is blown away by the sight she makes. She wears a flattering sleeveless white flowing dress that ends just below her knees, outlining her slender figure and exposing her creamy legs, complemented with a black sash around the middle. She looks heavenly...

Sanskaar: (earnestly) ... You look beautiful, Swara... absolutely beautiful.

He watches again with satisfaction as her cheeks become a lovely shade of pink...

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Thank you,
Shreetha..

Res.

Res 😛 Omg..omg..omg.. U update it.. Finally..

ur story is so amazing and so innocent altogether i am really in love with this story

Belated happy birthday u share birthday with my bestie so love u more

Shreetha...

Originally posted by: Nynaeve

Dear Shreetha,

That was a lovely dreamy update, Sanskaar is full fida on her and Swara is falling for him too. Kavita appears to be fine but would she be once she actually sees and meets Sanskaar?

Do update quickly.

love,

Nyna

Hi Nyna,
Its good to see you after a long time dear.!! Was missing your beautiful comments.!!
Thank you so much. I am glad you liked the update.
Kavita..lets wait to see her reaction.
Will try to update soon. Thank you.

Love,
Shreetha..