Abhigya OS : That was SCINTILLATING Part 2 pg 4 dt.15.5.15

             THAT WAS SCINTILLATING

 

Black clouds gathered above them, but they were intent on getting back home. Abhi hoped that the clouds would go away and he could continue driving. But his hopes dashed when suddenly heavy rain began to pour. Within seconds they were soaked to the skin, thanks to their travelling in open air jeep. The torrential downpour made driving even more difficult as he could not see more than a couple of meters ahead. To make matters worst, the jeep broke down near a forest. He banged his fist against the steering wheel in frustration, Pragya pressed his hand softly, there was nothing that they could do now, they had to get out. Standing on the deserted road they waited for any other car to pass by so they could take lift but the area was totally isolated. He took out his cell phone'damn it, they were no signals!

The storm was fiercest he had ever seen, he clutched her hand firmly and started walking in the forest. The trees provided some shelter from the rain however the path they were walking on was terrible. It was uneven, muddy and slippery. She dug her soft fingers into his to maintain balance but still slipped twice, however his strong arm was always there to catch her. Lightning flashed dangerously close to them. The deafening thunder and howling wind startled her and she buried her head inside his chest, squeezed her eyes shut and fisted the collars of his black kurta. He wrapped his arms around her securely and held her close to himself for sometime. Feeling him around herself she opened her eyes and lifted her head slowly to meet his eyes. There was a sense of assurance in them that he would never let anything happen to her. He took out his coat and covered her then holding her by her waist, they started moving ahead but she couldn't help look at him with affection. His embrace made her safe, protected and warm, she knew she didn't need to worry as long as he was with her.

The wind had picked up and so had the rain, he frantically gazed around for help and then at last spotted an abandoned hut. They had no other choice but to take shelter in it. The hut was in a complete mess as if it had not been occupied for a long, long time. But thankfully there were some pieces of wood there that helped him to make fire. Standing beside the fire she rubbed herself vigorously, it was quite cold and the wet sari wasn't helping her. She looked at him and found him searching for something. He kicked opened an old trunk. There were some discarded things kept in it. He emptied it at once and took out a faded curtain. He fixed a rope across two opposite walls then hung the curtain on that rope. He suggested her to go behind the curtain and find something to change for herself from the trunk.

In the mean time he freed himself from his drenched tee and kept it near the fire to dry up. He then picked up a huge stack of dry hay and spread it on the floor so that they could sit. It was still raining hard as he stood near the window but gladly the room was getting warm. He combed his fingers through his wet hair, pushing it back when he heard her bangles tinkle. At first he glanced over his shoulder but then couldn't stop himself from turning around.

Jaadu Hai Nasha Hai Madhoshiyan Hai
Tujhko Bhulake Aab Jaao Kahan
Dekhti Hai Jis Tarah Se Teri Nazrein Mujhe
Main Khud Ko Chupaao Kahan

She touched the curtain, pushed it aside then hesitantly came out. She couldn't find anything better than an old red sheet that she draped around herself. He stood there rooted on the spot unable to tear his eyes off her. The sheet was tied on her right shoulder keeping the left one bare and it barely succeeded in covering her knees, leaving her creamy legs exposed to him. She wrapped her arms around her, in an attempt to cover herself but failed miserably. His eyes ever so slowly travelled up and stopped on her face. Her hair was now open, the vermillion smudged in between her parting, the mangal sutra dangled around her neck and a deep crimson shade colored her cheeks. She appeared so pure and virtuous, just like dewdrop making him wonder, how could someone look so angelic.

Yeh Pal Hai Apna To Is Pal Ko Jee Le

He continued to stare at her, as the world around him ceased to exist. Nothing mattered to him anymore other than this particular moment. Nobody was important for him anymore other than her and for the first time in the evening he was glad that it rained and they were stranded here. His dark, intense gaze was piercing through her body and sending chills down her spine. But neither of them tried to break this eye lock as though this moment belonged to them and they wished to feel and live it to its fullest.

Pal Jhapakte Kho Na Jana
Chuke Karlo Yakin Na Jane Yeh Pal Paaye Kahan

Without blinking his eyes even for a second he began walking towards her. Every step that he took made her step back, she shivered and clutched the end of the sheet in her fist. He continued to step in her direction and she continued to move back until her back hit the wall behind. He was just inches away from her and she gulped the lump formed inside her. She tried to get away from him but he blocked her by slamming his right palm against the wall, he had a naughty glint in his eyes as she thought of getting past him by moving towards the left but once again he blocked her with his other hand. She was trapped between his arms and there was no way to escape. Deep down in her heart tonight she didn't even wish to escape from him. She lowered her head and gaze shyly, making him believe that she looked all the more adorable when turned coy. He placed his finger under her chin and lifted her face, forcing her to meet his eyes. If she was appearing stunning then even he managed to mesmerize her and she took a moment to admire him.

 His wet face, smoldering eyes, dark and intense expressions made her heart ache for him. She noticed that his white vest was sticking to him like second skin and rain droplets were running down his face to his neck and then getting lost in his chest. For a second she felt jealous of anything other than her daring to touch him intimately. His magnetic gaze was boring inside her, so she stepped forward, covered his eyes with her hand, tip toed and planted a soft kiss on his cheek to ensure herself that she wasn't dreaming, this was all real.

Baahon Mein Teri Yun Kho Gaye Hai

Armaan Dabe Se Jagne Lage Hai

Blushing profusely she tried to walk past him but he grabbed her wrist and swiftly turned her around so that her back was pressing against his chest. She inhaled sharply as he held close and moved her hair to her right shoulder. She could feel the heat emanating from his body, igniting and tantalizing desires within her. He blew in her ear softly before nuzzling her neck ever so slowly making her close her eyes and grasp his arms that were wrapped around her waist tightly. He kissed the nape of her neck and she threw her head back against his shoulder in pure ecstasy. He was loving the effect that he was having on her as he ran his slender fingers over the length of her arms and she pressed herself deeper into his chest. Her breathing was getting shallower with every passing second and she felt that her knees would give way if he continued to touch her like this.

Jo Mile Ho Aaj Hum Ko Door Jana Nahin
Mitado Saari Yeh Duriyan

Jaadu Hai Nasha Hai Madhoshiyan Hai
Tujhko Bhulake Aab Jaao Kahan

 Before she collapsed in his arms out pleasure he lifted her up and carried her to the bed of hay. She clung to him as if her life was dependent on him and it was true, she couldn't imagine a day without him. He placed her on the dry hay as carefully as he could as though she was tender and fragile like a glass. Leaning over her, he glanced at her flushed face where a beautiful smile danced on her lips. They continued to look into each other's eyes making her wonder, was she really that fortunate to have him in her life, did he really belong to her? she raised her hand to caress his face. Her hesitant finger tips gently brushed over his forehead, travelled down his cheeks and stopped at his full lips. After his dark pools that spoke volumes, it was his lips that she adored the most and believed that it made him look breathtaking.

Her loose wet tendril was stuck at the side of her face, he lifted his hand and slowly tucked it behind her ear as she closed her eyes unable to meet his magnetic gaze. With the back of his fingers he touched her heated cheek and she sighed deeply in response. His thumb outlined her pink lips that were soft and delicate like petals. Once again he was creating a storm inside her, she grabbed the hay that was spread around them in her hands and parted her lips slightly. His eyes danced in joy and without wasting anymore time he covered her lips with his, dispelling all her doubts and eliminating every possible distance between themselves. Her arms went around him, his back, pressing him close to her. And when he lifted his head he found her smiling through her tears. He leaned forward and gently kissed her forehead, then rolled over on his back pulling her to himself. Her face was nestled into the crook of his shoulder while her hand rested on his torso and he held her by her shoulder.

They closed their eyes and relished this magical moment where they were one heart, body and soul. This was just the beginning, there were endless and timeless scintillating moments to follow.