And baat late lateef hone ki aati hai to main avval hun is forum pe! 😉part 16
for the last update i would say it depicted the sensitivity of the character sameer just so well, it also tells a thing or two about you as a person, that you are one hell of a sensitive person. the pain, the loss, the anguish was all so palpable in the last one. i could actually feel his pain while i read, the helplessness of the situation made me wince. part 16 stood true for the title of your story. of all the twists that ihad thought of, this was definitely not the one i had expected. so indeed an unexpected one! though the missed calls always made me wonder about naanu and with foreboding i had somehow sensed that sameer's life's gonna come down in shambles and so it is, all shattered. the broken sameer, with those hollow eyes made me cringe. but the twist has makes me feel intrigued for this story, it feels like some jigsaw with all the pieces scattered all over while one is missing and that missing piece is naina. she is out there somehere omnipresent yet she is lost and so is sameer. it was quite painful reading about the same, yet the melancholy the angst somewhere has gotten into me so deep that am always lurking in the background looking for an update. but i dont wanna pressurize you since i know you have your hands full and already the art of juggling in between you people have given it an altogether different meaning, where in am awed by your super power.
Well Pooja...you are absolutely right...I'm a sensitive person by nature! 😊 And I'm glad my writing could depict Sameer's emotions the way I wanted to...I know most of you felt the pain was really raw here...I almost had a heartache as I tried to pen one of the most disturbing twists of the story I had in mind. There was a time when I felt I should stray away from my original plot as the readers would be disappointed with it...but then I listened to my intuition and didn't change it...I'm so happy to see that despite the tragic turn of events, you and my other readers believe in the story! Thank you so much for that dear! 🤗😳
part 17
sur, you should never have doubts about penning such updates from on, if you feel that its erotic, i would say i felt it was sheer sensuality and chemistry that was oozing in bundles for this update. the master that you have become at conjuring up such scenarios, hats off for that. we all need to curtsy in front of you! am amazed an astounded at the sheer talent and i cannot stop gushing. the words had been bubbling up right from the time when i read the update for the first time but i had to ma
wait and pen it systematically so that it does justice to your writing.
☺️☺️ My my! Itni tareef! Thanks dear! Mujhe to sharm hi aane lagi! 😆 But thanks for the heads-up before dear...I was really nervous about putting in such an explicit part out here on the forum! I'm happy to see the positive and encouraging response I've gathered here! I hope I can do justice to such content in future too! 😳
sameer:
love! i often laughed at the incredulity of the very word. love, the emotion that i made fun of so often, since i never believed in it. love was never an option for me, i knew i was incapable of it, infact all the couples who swore by it, i hated them and in fact quite so often sneered at their foolishness for believing in such a thing that doesn't exist. for me, it was always hunger, hunger which leads you seek a body to satiate your untameable sins. and sinned i had quite a lot of times and every time it was a different female, until i found her. it was hunger yet again, and this hunger had been nesting from quite sometime. my eyes often wavered to the bench she sat upon and my slow gaze would assess each of her curves but yet i stayed at bay, since i knew something didn't sit right, but destiny had other plans and no time i was lured to her and it all started that one fateful night. i dismissed it off as hunger as first and waited and waited for the feeling to outgrow while i kept falling into this abyss with no end. she was the one i never got tired of. i had suddenly attained the bliss which i had never dreamt of. i was different in her company, the physical fusion was just the cherry on the top while the we shared the cakes of our respective lives. she was diffrent with me, this side of her seemed like an elixir for my parched soul. we were like one soul in two bodies and yet the denial.
we often had celebrations of our own, and it was one such celebration. it was the first time that we had shared a shower together, amidst the mist, and steam of that shared bath, my mind and heart came together blaring out the obvious to me. i had never felt what i felt with her, the moemt was just so special. yes she had trusted me with her body before but this time i was stunned at the way she let go of all her inhibitions for me. she stood there while i drank in her beauty. our bodies danced in sync giving each other the maximum access. it felt like both were driving towards the same aim. we both wanted to gift each other ourselves and we did. we made love in the truest of sense i felt loved and my mind too couldn't deny the words that came out in response. if it was a surrender from her side then i too let myself swayed by this tide. this tide that she had to offer to me, the olive branch that she extended i had held on to it as if it were the anchor of my life and yes indeed so it was. those days at the resort we loved each other with no bounds, we just loved and lavished one another with all that we had to offer. we had become one, and from there it was never me, it was us. alas! the denial! it spoilt it all, and now i have lost her.i cannot imagine her in anyone else's arms, she is mine, mine only. i cant even blame her for the betrayal since she had tried, deep down within i know she did, i was the one who turned away. my soul is gone and i can feel my physical self ebbing away. i dont want this life without her. i curse myself for making fun of love, for not understanding the emotions attached to that tiny word. they say bad karma always gets to you and today i can say it is my bad karma and it is life's way of getting back at me. but little does life knows about me, if it plans to get back at me, i have a better solution to my problems, i'll cut it short. goodbye!
you made me see this world in different light
thet winkle that was gone,
the sparkle that was lost,
you brought it back to me
you breathed life into this stone
yet,
i made you go through all the thorns
you were still ok with it
you endured
persevered
even stood strong
but alas!
this rock smashed you hard
and left you broken
only to regret and repent
and now,
you are gone
and so is the life that you so lovingly breathed into mine.
hope i did justice
waiting for the mystery to unfold
Pooja yaar...I came here to respond to your comments here...but I'm speechless...I could bring the poet out in you...what could be a better gift to me as a writer!
The way you expressed Sameer's state of mind from the beginning of the story to the end...I could feel I've portrayed his character the way I intended to! A atheist when it came to God...and even when it came to love...he always equated love with lust, for he'd never had a chance to experience an emotion so pure, so selfless in his life that he started believing it was a myth, a fantasy created by certain romantic people, who lacked the practical sense in life. And that's when he fell in love, he took ages to know it, to admit it to himself...the feeling he's been running away from, laughing at...had enslaved him long back...n he'd never known!
I hope you like the way I take the story forward! 😳😳