his eyes held a questioning gaze.. Twinkle narrated the entire convo with her mother to him.. he was shoked on hearing about how leela broke down.. he knew Maa to be a strong woman but here.. maybe the situation was a bit different... Twinkle looked sad about the whole scenario.. "Kunj agar mein papa se ek baar baat karu toa sayad vo meri baat manke case vapas le sakte hai na"
"Twinkle par Ma ne unse baat ki na... unhone bataya ki vo nahi man rahe toa ab kya kar sakte hai... aur maa hurt hai itni toa tumhe unse nahi milna chahiye, chalo ab so jao kal subah jaldi uthna hai puja k liye... parso court mein pehli hearing hai...hum pray karnege ki sab thik ho jaye"
she smiled and walked over to the bed..."tum nahi so rahe kya abi...jaldi nahi uthna kya.."
"Tum so jao, muje kuch imp call karne hai,...mein vo karke sounga" she nodded and pulled the sheets over...
when Twinkle told him about her talk with Ma...he could not digest the fact that RT being not a good person was the reason Leela was keeping twinkle away from him... from his judgement about RT he did look like a cruel person,,, but why make a drama of his death and make him leave India...did he leave on his own or Leela asked him to leave,,,why hide the truth from Twinkle all this years and made her think that her father was a good man,, and did not show his true face to Twinkle,, and people fight for their childrens custody when they seperate why did RT not fight to keep Twinkle with him when he left...he needed to find the answers,,and then he would decide whther to keep them a secret or to reveal them to his wife...her crying face was all he saw past two three days,,,and he wanted to wash away those tears permenantly...
"hello,, ek kaam karna hai,,,RT ne london mein kis k sath rehta hai,, kya karta hai sab ki info chahiye,, ASAP ...RT ka saalo pehle ek accidant hua tha,, uski details jitni mil sake nikalo... aur haa accidant k pehle ki life ki details bhi muje chahiye.."
he saw her sleeping peacefully,, facing his side he placed his hands over her head and,, pushed some strands away,,saw her beautiful face...he could stare this way at her for eternity...
next morning he woke up hearing her voice,,"kabse aawaaz de rahi hu...utho jaldi 6.30 baj gaye hai..."
It was a rare scene that she would get up before him but here she was all ready...and then he realised she was just in her pink bathrobe... she was drying her hair... and that bathrobe though not much revealing but was screaming at him that there is no cloth underneath it... and his body reacted...god.. help him...'ShivRatri k din aise gande gande khayal aa rahe hai,, narak mein jayega Kunj...narak mein' ,,but what could he do,,he had never seen her dress up...he rested over the headboard,, and stared at her..
"aise kya dekh rahe ho, jao tayar ho jao" ,,,
"Tum roz muje ready hote hue dekhti ho,,mein kuch bolta hu kya"...and she turned red...
"Kunj muje saree pehnni hai,, tayar hona hai...fir fir tumhara kurta bhi toa Iron karna hai..",
,He looked over on her side of the bed a beautiful blood red saree was placed,,,, It would look really beautiful on her'he thougt' as he remembered how he had asked her to wear something red,,he felt she would wear a red suit maybe he never imagined she would wear a saree
,,"haa toa,, pehen lo na mene kaha mana kiya,,"..she looked flused,,was he asking her to change here itself,,how could she change infront of him,,, she knew she would burn just by his raw gaze,,she did notice a bit of naughty lust in his eyes when he saw her in bathrobe,, she tried to brush it away,,,
now he got up...from the bed... and walked near her..
"kya hua Twinkle ,, tayar nahi hona kya"
,,,"Kunj vo,, tumare samne kaise mnein...
"haa,,toa mene kab kaha ki tum ,,mere samne change karo,, mene toa kaha ki bas change kar lo,, change toa tum andar jaake bhi kar sakti ho na..." he said pointing towards the bathroom door ...
"muje laga ki tum pehle fresh hoge isliye",,,...
..."I can wait,,you know" he said with a charm...oh babaji,, kyu aap mere sath aise karte hai,, kyu uske samne behek jati hu mein... she grabbed her clothes and hastily walked inside,,,
'Mahadev,,kya banaya hai aapne isko.,...' as he sighed thinking about what must be going inside the bathroom... and his wild thoughts clouded his mind,,, making him imagining scenaries,,,he was yet to see...
he fresened up,, in the bathroom of his parents room...it was getting late so he got ready in that room itself,,, but his Kurta was yet to be ironed,,, this girl was taking centuries to get ready,,,he thought... he was now just in his dark blue denim,,and a white vest,, his Kurta lay on the bed,, as he called
"Twinkle kitni der aur,,Kurta Iron karne vali thi tum,,.,"
"bas abhi ayi Kunj"... as the door opened,, his world stopped... his eyes held unknown emotions as he took in the sight in front of him,, oh god,, this girl would bring death to him,, just by her beauty...he watched up and down,, the nails on her feet were painted red,, as the plaits of the saree lay perfectly,, stuck to her,, curves,, his eyes halted,, a ,, bit over her,,waist,,which teased him,,leaving her navel to his imaginations,, her deep,,blouse purposely left open ,,for him,, to get drowned.. her golden jewellery,,her swan like neck,, he noticed it,,,even her neck,,was tempting...forget her other curves which were,,hidden...and,,then her..lips...painted to match the color of her saree...with a slight smile and,, a natural blush... how he loved..that dimple..and her eyes..thats wen...their eyes met... deeep brown.. looking right at him... maybe a bit smirking,, noticing how he was lost drooling over her...
as she noticed he was just in his Lux Cozy...a sudden flight of butterflies took a leap inside her,,she had never seen him shirtless,, thanks to his,, waking up early and getting ready before she could wake up... she could just imagine what his body would be like.. inside that vest...he was so hard and strong...she felt it,,when she hugged him... but seeing him this way..was new to her,, and it just added to the desires ,,erupting,,which were unknown to her...
"Twinkle vo,, mein,, keh raha tha ki..."he smacked himself,, how could he forget what was he going to talk.. he was so lost..
",,Ha,, vo tumhara Kurta,, Iron"...and he brightened.,
."Haa,, koi baat nahi,, mein kar lunga"... he got up... she walked past him... "
nahi mein,, karti hu na..",and snatched the Kurta from his hold... She Ironed it...and he looked to the other,,side...facing his back towards her... 'bas kar kunj kitna ghuurega,,,teri hi biwi ,,hai...'
she finished Ironing,,she smiled holding it in both her hands,, it was perfectly done,, she walked towards him,,she saw something on his back... his back was facing her... she could not see it entirely as,, his vest covered most part of it...it was something painted on his back,...yes...she realised it was a tattoo..but what was it...
"Kunj,," and he turned around,...standing in front of her..
."oh.. ho gaya... thanks" he took the Kurta from her hands,,admiring how perfecly she had ironed it...
"Kunj ye tumhari back pe kya bana hua hai.." he realised... inspite of,,him wearing a vest,, a part of it would be visible...it was quiet large
"Kuch nnahi,, Twinkle bas tattoo hai ek"...
"kaisa Tatoo Kunj,, kiska tatoo hai"...
..he replied,,with a smile,, "Mahadev ka,, banaya hai,," she looked at him surprised... this man surprised her everyday... a sudden urge of desires took over her,, her body was already filled with exotic emotions,, and now this tattoo added up to her curiosity... he was about to wear the Kurta...
"Kunj muje ye tatoo dekhna hai.."..she said looking directly in his eyes.. it was an order and a request at the same time... he was surprised at her demand... was she asking him to remove his vest...then he would be shirtless in front of her... his heart...pumped up his hormones... only to fill his eyes... with passion,,, his mind warned him she just wanted to see the tattoo... but his heart dint pay any attention... as he heard her speak,... "Please kunj"...
oh god,, her tone.. he could possibly do anyting in this world for her now..
he turned around... and raised his hands ,,removing his,, vest...and threw it over the bed...She waited.. and held her breath,..,. as she got an eye over the tatoo...painted..on the sexiest body ever...he was sculpted.. she thought.. sculpted by god only for her...she walked near him... taking in the artistic,,Lord Shiv...with his Trishul sketched in black ink over his milky white back...
"bhot sundar hai Kunj"..she spoke touching his back.. her touch was making him loose control... she moved her fingers over the sketch and realised it had become a part of his skin... and her face tensed
"Kunj ye banate vaqt bohot dard hua hoga na!"...
."ha,, hua tha Twinkle,, but it was worth it,, jab mein,, college mein tha,, tab banvaya tha.."
Their moment was broken by a sudden knock..."Kunj Twinkle... jaldi karo... sare maharaj,,pandit log aa gaye hai havan k liye..." bebe shouted from outside and left... Twinkle handed the Kurta,, without looking at his bare chest...he looked naughtily at her innocent gesture... but the fact was she was scared of herself loosing control...if she watched him,,bare...
but Kunj was now aware of the sexual tension between them... and knew that there is no way to escape it...he wore the Kurta.. and walked near her..
."Twinkle ruko"... she had a questioning look... he was now standing just inches away... she felt again ,,her stomach did a sumersault... he took her sareee's pallu... and,, brought it in front.. covering her waist,,entirely... and... then... he touched... the end of saree right in the center of her blouse... and he pulled the end.. up... covering the deep cleavage..which was no longer visible...her heartbeats... fastened.. as.. his fingers brushed... over her skin.. near the cleavage,,,no body had touched her ever so intimately... and the way he brought the pallu covering her waist... and deep neck...the intensity in his eyes...the authority and possesiveness,, she felt... how cute.. he was ,,,making it clear...that...seeing her intimately was just his luxury... and no one elses... well yes... she was going to dress properly herself...when they would leave for the puja... but in the flow of situations and emotions she forgot to adjust her saree... her little stunt of..the exposed waist..and a deep neck,,was just to tease him and see his reactions... and she was all excited witnessing how he too was affected by her...the fire was indeed burning from both the ends..'she thought...
Anupamaa
Ek Duje Ke Vaaste 2
