Sorry for the long wait..
I got a little caught up with things.. But yes I will try to give long updates every week..
Maybe every Wednesday.. Or sometimes more than once a week.. Let's see how it goes..
Continued..
The flight landed.. Passengers got off.. Ram sat in his seat with a smile on his face.. He was finally here.. He got up when almost all the passengers had cleared away.. And walked with his laptop bag in one hand and his mobile in the other..
He climbed down and took a deep breath.. He had worn his pullover.. But it was very cold.. He smiled as it was almost 9.00 at night..
He walked into the airport from the aerodrome.. It was a posh beautiful airport.. He didn't understand anything.. Everything was in German.. Everyone smiled at everyone else.. He stood near the luggage port waiting for his bag.. He watched paitiently.. For the first time in his life he didn't have to go anywhere.. There was no hurry.. No meeting to attend.. No agendas in his mind.. He was on the news on the LCD displayed in the airport.. After all he was the Ram Kapoor..
Everyone around gushed.. But it wasn't like his own country where people would come up to him and errand him with their questions.. He smiles.. Somewhere she was right.. Here he would have the peace of mind.. He spotted his dark brown bag as it came towards him.. He lifted it and put it down beside him..
Woman: All set Mr. Kapoor..?
Ram knew that voice it was her.. Finally he would see her.. He turned around hesitantly.. A woman stood with her back facing him.. She wore a cocoa colored overcoat and a black pant.. She wore black stylish boots and had let her hair loose..
Ram knew it was her.. The grace with which she stood.. Her personality.. Her aura.. The fragrance of jasmine..
Ram: Aap.. ?
Woman calmly in her husky voice.. Chale..?
She walked with a gait that had almost everyone's head turn to her.. Ram followed with a grin and a frown.. He didn't like their gaze on her.. He knew eyes followed not just her but them..
They walked out of the airport.. A black Mercedes was waiting for them.. He smirked.. But yes he wanted to see her.. Just a glance.. He had waited so long for this day and yet.. He just couldn't dare to.. His doing flashed in front of him.. The driver put his luggage away.. And opened to door for them.. He was still lost in his train of thoughts.. He shut his eyes that brimmed with pain.. Why was she doing this for him.. He had wronged her.. Why did he just listen to her.. Did he even deserve this.. Would she ever forgive him..?
Woman: Aayiye..
Ram opened his eyes.. He saw that she had already got into the car.. He bent and got in.. The chauffeur shut the door.. He didn't look at her.. There was a sense of fear.. Agony.. As much as he wanted to see her.. he paused his thoughts and turned to look at her.. Her fragrance tantalizing his senses.. She had turned to look outside the window.. He smiled.. He was sitting in discomfort and guilt.. She touched his palm which was on the seat.. Her warmth through the soft woolen gloves.. Took everything away from him.. He felt at peace.. He leaned back and relaxed.. He smiled and looked outside..
Ram: Shukriya.. He thought to himself.. Itni sukoon shayad pehele kabhi nahi mila tha.. Na jaane yeh kya rishtha hai.. Joh mujhe aapki taraf keench laayi hai.. Na naam ki jaankaari hai.. Na chehere ki pehechaan.. Phir bhi yeh kambaqt dil.. Aapko itni maathi hai..
He looked back at her.. Her window was open.. The cold wind blew in.. And played with her hair.. The air spread her fragrance.. She turned a little and he finally caught a glimpse.. Her skin so soft.. Fair.. Her luscious lips chiseled and coloured like cherry blossom.. She smiled at the wind.. Her chin rested on her knuckles.. And she wore a bindi for that attire.. Her eyes.. Beautiful eyes.. Spoke a million unexpressed words.. They twinkled in the moonlight..
Rams mind wandered he thought to himself.. Iss chehere ki noor.. He paused his thoughts and smiled..
She bowed her head and blushed.. Taking her palm off his.. She bites her lips and looks away..
Ram smiles.. It was a long journey that night.. A drive that went like a sleep walk.. The beautiful bounty of nature outside.. And the glances Ram stole at her..
Nah naam tha. Na pehechaan.. Chalthe gay eek raah par.. Ek baar bhi mudke nahi dekha.. Kho gaye unki ek jhalak mein itna.. Ki palath ke dekhne ki khayaal bhi khogayi..
To be continued..
Thankyou all.. I will try my best to give daily updates.. But once a week is a guarantee.. I would really like to know what you think of my story.. Please do take a few moments to tell me if you would like me to continue.. I really don't know if you are all liking the way I write.. If you want me to.. Ill continue..
Aapki,
Saraswathi Eshwar.
Continued..
It had been a few hours of travelling.. Ram was tired after the long flight.. He moved his head sideways.. Trying to relax himself.. He looked at her.. She seemed to be lost in a world of her own.. He smiled as he wondered when he would get to see her correctly.. He took a deep breath.. He needed some rest.. But then again there was restlessness.. And uncertainty..
He looked at her.. And drifted into thoughts.. Aapki naam bhi nahi jaantha.. Aur meine aapke saath itna galath kiya.. Phir bhi itna apnapan.. Itna sukoon.. Lekin yeh man gidgidaatha kyu hai..?
She looked at him and smiled.. Reassuring him..
Woman: Naam Priya hai.. Her eyes had him spell bound.. Her voice lingered in the car.. Soft..
Ram was left unguarded.. Had she read his mind..? But it didn't matter.. Her smile had cleared his mind of thoughts.. He was lost in her smile.. In her calm eyes.. He involuntarily shifted closer to her.. She looked away smiling..
He rested his head on the soft overcoat over her shoulder.. Rams heart ached.. What right did he have..? He was tired and hurt.. Lost in the depth of his solitude.. He closed his eyes and hoped he would somehow feel better..
She slowly adjusted her shoulders so as to comfort him.. He felt safe.. He felt like he belonged.. A sense of security that he had longed for since that very day..
The car halted and Ram lifted his head.. She smiled to him.. She looks so angelic even in the darkness.. Her beautifully kohled eyes twinkled in peace.. He aura had calmed his heart beats.. She stepped out of the car.. And he followed.. There was a beautiful wooden bridge on the other side of the parking lot.. And a lake below that that separated her mansion area.. Or so he thought..
He turned to the huge gates behind.. They shut close.. The compound wall went on endlessly..
But now in the silence.. With the cold wind blowing by her face and playing with her hair.. Nothing in the world was more beautiful.. She shut hereyes and put her hand in the pockets of her overcoat.. She smiled to the wind.. It seemed like the wind whispered something in her ears.. She walked towards the bridge..
Ram just followed.. As they stepped on the wooden bridge.. They could hear the crickets.. The water was calm and still below..
Ram looked down to his side.. He could see her reflection in fron of his.. There were lotuses unbloomed.. Lilies in the lake.. it was a long bridge.. There were white swans that swam.. And the flora was beautiful..
He heard the wood as he tooks steps forward.. He saw her walk with grace.. There was a marble gazebo far in front.. It was lit with lamps.. It was like a divine intervention of him coming here.. The white marbel lit with diyas all around seemed divine..
They reached the end of the bridge and stepped on soft Mexican grass.. It was cushiony and moist..
There was no reasoning.. She removed her boots and he followed.. He didn't understand why.. He saw her fair feet with the same silver payal.. He walked barefoot beside her.. Now he understood.. The brush of the grass on his feet made him smile.. The moistness.. The lush green.. The freshness translated him to another world..
He looked at her to thank her.. Her eyes smiled to him.. They walked along.. He looked just at her feet the soft fair feet that touched the grass.. Chan chan her paayal jingled.. The crickets sand in tune with her paayal..
He lost himself in her.. He wished he was the grass beneath her feet.. Just to touch that soft skin that glowed.. Her feet stopped.. Everything which was dimly lit by orange lights went off.. There was darkness..
Ram moved closer to her and looked ahead.. there were two marble pillars.. and a rectangular water front.. With lamps lit around.. There were steps to sit down.. It was decorated with blossomed lilies floating around.. Ram looked at Priya.. She smiled.. They spoke to each other through their eyes.. They could still hear the crickets.. They bent and left their foot wer.. Priya took her gloves off and put them in her coat..
Ram looked at her and put his right hand forward.. Priya smiled and kept her left palm in his.. The soft touch of her skin.. So warm.. So smooth.. She held his hands softly yet firmly.. He smiled.. The walked to the lamp lit waters.. And sat down beside eachother.. they foleded their pant up a little.. And put their feet in the warm water.. The cold wind.. The warm waters.. And her by his side..
He shifted closer to her.. She smiled at him..
Ram: Wie geht es dir..? (How are you..?)
Priya smiled to him.. And said softly.. Mir geht es gut.. (I'm good..) Ram smiled of disappointment.. After all.. it was him..
She leaned forward and put her hands in the water.. She swayed her hands in the water and the lilies repositioned themselves.. The swayed slowly and she smiled to them.. Her beautiful kohled eyes twinkled of purity..
Ram hummed in his baritone wonderful voice..
Priya softly sang..
Kuch jaana.. Kuch anjaana sa..
Mujhko toh woh laage..
Ram smiled at her melodious voice.. He joined..
Saari raina.. Sapna banke..
Who aankoh mein jaage..
Both bade acche lagthe hai..
Ram:
Yeh dharthi.. Yeh nadiyaa.. Yeh Raina..
Aur..
Priya:
Aur..
They just hum.. Both of them had wonderful voices.. Unki awaaz unki dil mein poori raath goonjrahi thi.. Kehene keliye shayad kuch baaki na tha.. Annkoh mein neend nahi thi.. Kyunki saamne adhoore sapne.. Adhoore rishthe khadi hui thi..
Bohoth kuch kehena tha.. Bohoth kuch sunna tha.. Sab dil mein samete hue baita the.. Dono ke beech itne saare damiyaan the.. Itne saare faasle the..
Ram wandered into his thoughts as he looked at her hand in his.. Jis haath ko thaamne se inkaar thi.. Usi haath ne aaj mujhe thaamliya.. There was pain in his eyes.. But peace in his heart.. She seemed to take all his pain away with her touch..
Iss rishthe ki nazaakath woh nahi jaanthe the.. Lekin Priya ki apnapan mein samaagaye..
To be continued..
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