DevAkshi OS~ Jeena mujhe phirse woh sikha raha ...
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Specially dedicated to my love, Dev aka Sri - luvflicksgirl - I hope you like it!!
"Hum koi aur movie nahin dekh sakte ?"
"Aapko horror movies se kya problem ho sakti hai, Mr Dixit ?"
"Mujhe horror movies se.."
"They are so exciting - especially agar hum raat mein dekho tho. Lekin hum raat ko tho nahin dekh sakte - saare log tab tak waapas aa.."
"Exciting ?! - ek masoom si doll ke aankhon mein se khoon bah raha hai, ek non living doll chal rahi hai, logon ko maar rahi hai - inme se kaunsi cheez exciting lagti hai aapko, Ms Bose?"
Her tinkling laughter rang throughout his room. The corner of his lips curled up.
"Mr. Dixit aapko horror movies se darr lagta hai ?"
The smile on his face faltered.
"Arey aap har baar mera mazaak kyun udati hain. Main koi darta warta nahin hoon, horror movies se - yeh sab tho real bhi nahin hote."
"Isilye tho Mr.Dixit - haqueeqat tho har din dekhthi hi hoon. Tho ek din ki fiction tho banti hai - kyun?"
"Mein bas yeh keh raha hoon - ki aap fiction dekh lo - lekin itni unpleasant movies nahin - aur bhi tho hain - like romance, comedy - fantasy?
"Mujhe bas horror dekhni hai, aur aap mere saath dekh rahe ho. "
"Sacchi mein aap Mr Aubhodro hi ho." She then grumbled under her breath.
"Arey isme Aubhodro wali kaunsi baath aa gayi. Mein tho bas.. accha theekh hai - horror movies dekhthe hain - happy?"
"Bohot!!" she chimed, excited.
"Tho inme se kaunsi dekhni hai aapko?"
"Conjuring 2! -isi saal release hui hai. Mein pehli dekh chuki hoon - yeh sequel hai."
"Pehli dekhi yeh kaafi nahin hai - ki ab sequel bhi dekhni hai?"
Sonakshi simply glared at him.
"Tumi na ekdom impossible. Amaro saathi etoki.."
"Accha..Ok.ok - I understood everything - we will see Conjuring 2. Y..Yeh lo." Dev hastily thrust out his hand towards Sonakshi.
Inki Bengali se behthar, horror movies hi hain.
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"Yaar aise kaise..chotti bacchi hai woh..!"
"Ab yeh spirits, aapke tarah logon ke CVs ko dekh kar tho possess kar the nahin honge na ... "
Dev turned around and glared at her.
Sonakshi giggled, amused.
...
"Woh diwar mein kuch hai."
"Ok Mr.Dixit."
...
"Sonakshi!"
"Ki holo?"
"Wo..Woh diwar mein sach mein kuch hai."
"Mr. Dixit, yeh aapka schoolroom nahin hai, ki aap mujhe pehle answer bata do aur mein aapko star doongi notebook mein."
"Nahin yaar lekin deew...OH MY GOD !!"
Dev clutched Sonakshi's shoulder in terror.
She slowly turned her head to look at him. "Dev..." she smiled and paused the movie.
"So one of the great businessmen of the globe, THE Dev Dixit - horror movies se darte hain?!" she wheezed out in between her choked laughter.
Dev scampered farther way from her - into the other end of the bed.
"N.Nahin - mein kisi se nahin dartha..woh bas ..I was just expressing my incredulity at the fiction part of the movie." he managed trying to sound clever.
"Oh.. accha ..woh tho maine socha hi nahin..right.." she said nodding her head in an understanding manner " tho phir ..." she crawled closer to him and touched his forehead " aapke maathe pe yeh jo paseena hai woh..?"
Dev frantically wiped at his forehead.
"Woh bas..bass.. actually garmi lag rahi hain na...isilye.."
"Accha.." she said with barely restrained laughter " tho aapko garmi lag rahi hai - tho aapki shirt utaar doon?" asked Sonakshi, touching the buttons of his collar.
Hazel, surprised eyes met black, shocked ones.
"W..Woh.mein..I mean ..mera matlab..ki ..wo" Sonakshi fumbled and then her eyes flew to her hand , but before she could withdraw, another caught them - keeping them in their place.
Dev had seen her eyes. Her eyes - which never knew how to lie - like two pristine onyxes, always shining with love for him. Today, it had shown the trust she had in him. She might have had been talking about it in a jesting manner - but deep down he knew she was not shocked of the words she had said; but the confidence with which she had uttered them Like she herself could not believe it.
He always knew the shine in her eyes, when she looked at him - but today he realized, it was and will shine the way it did - only and only for him.
She could not meet his eyes. The hazel ones she so much loved. Hazel couldn't describe it well enough. - they were the colour of cinnamon, they ..they were the colour of earth kissed by rain, the hue that promised to stir life in the most dormant of seeds. There was something about them, about the golden flecks that were scattered on his irises - maybe the passion, or the desire, the love, the respect but most of all the honesty - that set her body aflame every time he glanced at her. So she could not. Not this time. Not now, when her eyes might bear the same intensity, the same desire. Not this time when she would not be able to look away. To stop.
Sonakshi struggled weakly against his hold. Her will weakening with every tighter grip of his.
"Tho phir uthaar do"
"M..mein woh ..ah..AC daal deti hoon" she said, finally managing to escape ; move towards the table.
She switched on the AC, setting it to a temperature of 19 degrees. But she was not met with a gust of cold wind- instead she felt a warm breath against her ear.
"Jab man ko aag lag jati hai, tho aap hai na use bhigaane ke liye, Sonakshi."
The remote fell from her hand and on to the floor.
His hand drifted to her waist, settling there, trembling - pulling her closer. She settled against his chest, warm and delicate.
Suddenly the lights went off. Sonakshi clutched Dev's hands, immediately; terrified.
"De...wo"
"Shhh..." he whispered against her ear. Her breath stilled, a shiver running down her spine.
"A..ap.."
His lips touched her in the crook of her neck, so faint - like whispers - sending of all thoughts of darkness, her fear out of the window.
They moved to her jawline, shaking out of nervousness, softly pressing a kiss there. Her eyes shut, her body shuddering not due to the darkness or fear, but the emotions coursing through her body.
They then moved to her nape, finally not trembling anymore, steady and confidant. They moved against it as he spoke,
"Aapko pata hai, mujhe thand se sakt nafrat hota tha."
Sonakshi tried to turn around, but he held her, his hands and lips remaining as it is.
"Jab hum chote the, tho hum kuch bhi afford nahin kar paate the - thande zameen par sote the."
" Maa aur mein apni kambal bhi neha, Ria aur Nikki ko dete the - kyunki woh kamb..maa ke saadi , thand se utni acchi .."
"Aur woh theenon tho bacche the... lekin ab..maa ..Neha, Ria aur Nikki - mein sab kuch de sakta hoon - kuch bhi, jo woh chaahe - ab unhe thand kabhi nahin lagega.
"Aur aapko in sab cheezon ki koi zaroorat nahin hain."
Dev turned her towards him, giving her a questioning look.
"Aapke paas mera pyaar hai - aapke parivaar ke saath hamara pyaar hai - aur pyar sabse badi thaakat hoti hai Mr.Dixit - aisi jo kisi bhi kambal se behthar man aur tan ko thand se door rakhe"
His eyes shined with gratitude.
He turned her again, settling her against his chest.
"Aur aapko bhi andhere se darne ki zaroorat nahin hai."
Sonakshi simply smiled. She knew the answer.
"Kyun?"
He smiled - acknowledging the knowing tone in her voice.
"Kyunki aapke saath mera pyaar hai - jo aapko koi bhi andhere mein sirf roshini dega."
His arms rose, encircling her waist in a warm embrace - while their hearts beat, steady and magical.
Naye
mausam ki sehar
Yaa sard mein dopahar
Koi mujhko yun mila hai
Jaise banjare ko ghar.
Have you ever witness the transformation of a caterpillar into a butterfly? It is beautiful - mesmerizing but most of all inspiring, the extent of what change can do. Scientifically called metamorphosis. A caterpillar, if you ask most children - is boring, monotonous in colour - very plain. Whereas a butterfly? - colourful, pretty - wondrous, it can fly. They never realize, they are one and the same. Well they do, but years on the lane. But no one notices the pain, the patience, the trust for the change. The stages of change -the larvae, the pupa ; has to stay in a cocoon for a very long time.
Just because the outcome is beautiful, can you hasten the process? If you do...what happens? You might think, you helped it - but no - it will die. Early death. But if let to wait, it is worth the wait. So beautiful, so pure. Love is similar. The trust, the confidence - let it grow. Nurture it, cherish it. And when the time finally comes, you will be ready. To open up, to bare your soul. And it will be beautiful - worth the wait. Some may reach it faster, some slower -it is never fixed, it depends upon the individuals. And when you love, you love entirely, flaws and all. So wait. Love is common, like a caterpillar. But butterflies are rare - they evolve from caterpillar with time and hard work. If you rush in any manner - you might hope for the best, but receive the worst. But when cultured with love and patience, the fruit is beautiful- forever to revere.
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