The journey of Maidam to his Chakor a mini OS
Uma, your today's dosage of that insta triggered me and I was just thinking about it too.
As Sukor too she did not open up easy, Suraj transformed himself to gain her.
The coins are bit different here in this journey, Maidam has to transform herself for him.
And your that line the journey of Maidam to Chakor... kindled my thought...
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He hugged her and said, I will wait for the day when my angel will wear that yellow saree and ask me to call her as "Chakor...
He wiped her tears... She raised to his height, he held her preciously, she brought down his face with both her hands slowly and kissed his forehead... A smile in his lips...
Months passed and she was getting comfortable with him, his touches, his proximity, he was very careful as he did not want her to feel even little discomfort.
Anjor was happy to see them both besides her as it was a norm that they both lay besides in her room and was there till she slept. She ensured that she held both their hands in hers...
The hands were slowly moving to hold each others and holding the little one's hands within them. The family was bonding well...But after Anjor slept and when Chakor moved her hands in sleep, Raaghav would get up and go to their room, while Chakor sometimes would sleep till dawn or sometimes would go to their room later. But their room was never locked.
Raaghav was learning the tricks of trade with Chakor in taking care of the Rajvanshi businesses and he was also taking care of the basti too.
He did not hurry her but he was silently seeing the change in her...Girija told Raghav about the Sukor journey and he felt awed about Suraj and also was feeling honoured to be loved by Chakor.
Chakor slowly replaced the photographs of her and Suraj with hers and Raghavs. He knew he was getting into her slowly. He was careful in replacing those photos in another room which he cleared himself. He always liked the photo where she was into Suraj hugging. He saw himself in there... And indeed Chakor did notice this too..
It was a sunny day, they were cleaning the room when one of the cupboard had lots of Chakors, medals and trophies. Raghav was surprised, he asked Maidam you have won so many shields and cups, why did not you display it. Now that things have settled why don't you go behind your dream, your passion to pursue running. No Raaghav, I don't think I will be able to as I have to take care of Anjor and you too.
His eyes brightened, me, he held her hands looked at her, Maidam, please go ahead and fly high and I donot want to chain your wings. She said she will not participate but will get herself to be qualified as a Coach.
The process of becoming Coach started with her training sessions which were tedious and Raaghav ensured to take care of Anjor and pick Chakor too from the sessions. It had been late many a times and she would sleep on his shoulders while driving back due to her tiredness and he would lift her in his arms close to his heart, admiring the plain beauty in her tracks to be carefully placed onto the bed. She qualified as a Coach and started Coaching the kids and she was felicitated as the best Coach of Northen India.
He was proud when she was addressed as Mrs. Chakor Raaghav Rajvanshi... and they had a special photo shoot too... They took many photos of the couple but she asked the photographer to take a particular photo in private. He was surprised but was happy ... and that special photo was... She hugged him had her head on his chest perfectly fitting into him and smiling. He held her preciously eyes closed to sublime in that hold and she said Raaghav hug me tight and he did so with pride.
Raaghav had to go to Lucknow to meet some experts for their silk loom, Chakor who always accompanied him, this time asked him to go as she had some work at the coaching centre.
He returned only to be surprised that the Haveli was quite empty. Girija told that Teju and Anjor went to meet his Amma and was planning to spend that night there at the Basti and she was also leaving for home and the food was ready on his table.
He asked about Chakor but was told she is yet to come from the coaching centre. He was worried but got a call from Chakor asking him to eat and to go sleep as she will be coming a bit late but will be escorted by her team till home.
He was restless but nibbled something... He waited and then thought to go to their room and look out from there through the window as it would be facing the gate.
He went up and suddenly the lights went off... He opened the room only to be surprised...
The room was fully decorated with candles and yellow roses all around and their photograph which was taken in private was placed in full size in the centre of the wall behind their bed. There was a very very subtle music playing, he was awed... He saw a packet on the table writtenfor my Raaghav with love❤️... it was a beautiful white sheer shirt which he changed to.
He was dazed when he was blindfolded from behind to be brought in front of the mirror... She removed her hands from his eyes and he was mesmerized with her on him back hugging him and all he could see was her hands in white jacquard sleeves. He could hear her heart beat which was rhythming in sync with his. He slowly brought her from behind to front of him and for a second his heart skipped a beat, forgot to breathe as the angel came in front of him in that yellow saree, beautifully draped. Smiling shy... Her cheeks were blushing...
Her hair was loose, flowing, with that light sindoor which made him beam as it was his mark on her... she wore a mild makeup, a little kajal and a gloss with a mild lavender perfume which was making him loose himself. She wore that yellow saree and only her mangalsutra to keep it very simple...He held her tight as he did not want to faint...
Is he dreaming!!!! His eyes was just looking at the beauty in front of him, holding her very close to him, he could not talk... She cupped his face spoke those words,
I am sorry Raaghav for keeping you wai... he closed her mouth with his palms, Maidaa... she kept her fingers on his lips... it was the first time... he felt her fingers on his lips and she felt his lips...soothed it and it was sending shivers for both.
She took him to the dressing table which had that special cake a very small one just for the two ... had those special words!!
Forever... yours... Chakor...
Chakorrr... for the first time he called her name... with full of love.
They cut the cake fed each other... With eyes on each other...
For the first time she saw his eyes turning dark with lust, with love and her heart was beating fast...
He held her preciously, close to him, to his heart and said thank you Chakor...
He placed a kiss on her forehead, the first kiss of his and lifted her very very carefully holding her close to his heart which was indeed racing fast.
He placed her on the bed which was filled with yellow roses... very carefully with eyes fully on her... He held her cheeks and was closing in ...
She smiled and said... Raaghav the doors, lowering her eyes in shy...
He placed a gentle kiss on her hands and went to lock the doors...
He sat beside her on the bed pushed her strands... cupped her cheeks...
She said dreamily... Thank you for taking care of me... Thank you for allowing me to fly... And thank you for waiting for me...
She said yes... You have waited enough, for I wait no more to be blossomed!!!
He held her close, very slowly very very preciously kissed both her eyes...
and said
Thank you my angel in yellow for turning to this fellow!!!!
Raaghav ...she said closing on to him...holding his face... boldly placing a subtle kiss on his lips... I love you more than my life...
Chakor... His voice was so hoarse and husky... He said taking her in to him preciously... I love you, as you are my life as I have no life of my own.
Chanduji was happily breezing through the windows as the curtains were drawing down...
The journey of RagKor has started only to be blossomed more and more...
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