12th March Celebration
Pakiza se Rishtey
The golden liquid burnt his throat as he gulped a mouth full of it…slowly lowering the scotch glass he looked out at the Mumbai night life….looking at the Arabian Sea crashing against the Marine Drive…it was like what he felt at this very instant…. Crashed….
Her wedding ring dangling between his fore and index finger….he curled the metal into his hand…..comprehending how she slammed it in this palm….
The metal felt hot against his skin….as if it will just burn through his flesh….
His grip on the glass grew stronger and stronger with each thought that passed his mind then…Today has been three days since she left without giving any reason…he tried to reason it out but she gave him no chance….just a fiery accusation of the felony he never committed…
The scotch glass shattered under his grip leaving scuff marks over his palm…. No pain currently could shield the pain of her walking out of his life…..
Drawing his palm into a fist he took a deep breath….closing his eyes…but the thought did not seem to leave his mind…
Agitated he though another glass of scotch could help him…which was the only thing he was living on for three dreadful days…
Cushing the broken pieces of glass under his foot Ram moved to the corner table where the bottle rested in the ice tumbler….. but then something happened which he never thought of….
She was right there…in his room…or in their room…
He gave her a glance over his shoulder…and continued to pour the drink….
Something inside him told that she would hold his hand and stop him from drowning himself in that sinful drink….but that never happened…he dropped two ice cubes in the glass….and stood facing her with the drink in his hand…resting himself against the table…
She first looked at his bloodshot eyes and then at the scotch glass in his hand….
She knew he would have been living on this for the past three days…she wanted to just take away that…awful thing from his hand and stop him from drowning in it…
But she could not…could not for his sake…for…him…all the pain that she is going though…all this that he has to go through was for his good….she was left with no choice but to walk away….
She stood tall and slender….wearing a light blue saree…..the colour once she suggested for him…her hair was as usually open…but there was something…special in its own ways the how they lay over one side of her shoulder….extraordinarily beautiful…charcoaled eyed…radiant.
Sensation shot in the gap between them….there was rage in him to ask his unanswered questions…and an icy defense from her as she could read those eyes of his….
There was something more a spark…of passion that hit both….his jaws drew in a heard line… trying to conceal his emotion…and blinked…it was the first time since she came he showed some emotion…
She just froze for a second…. His wide shoulders and long powerful torso were encased in fine pale blue shirting the top two buttons left undone to reveal a alluring hint of the warm brown skin lurking beneath….
Her mouth ran dry…she had to press her lips hard to stop them from trembling she averted her look from him…looking at the shattered glass pieces…her grip on her saree pallu intense…as she crumpled it between her finger to distract herself…
As her senses came alive…she looked back at him… he stood still…gazing down at her… his eyes were calm but the calmness was only that of which is before any storm…
She was no match for him power or money but currently she has to pretend what she has come here for…
Ram watched as she stiffened up…he watched the darkened shimmer in her beautiful eyes fade from chill to ice….he wanted to grab hold of her by the shoulder and ask all the very questions that had haunted all this time…
“You may have power you may have money but I will not allow any injustice happen to my brother or family….Mr.Kapoor” finally she spoke…”you have put charges against my brother which he never committed…” she tried to sound firm…but the tremble was in her voice she noticed and was sure he too would have…
But he remained silent….and kept his eyes only at her….
She felt nervous to his no reaction….her breath was edgy….. “I…I….Mr.Kapoor…” words failed her and his gaze never broke…..
Finally he looked down at this scotch…and kept it on the table….and again looked at her….
With a straight…but hard look on his face he started to walk towards her…. Taking small steps at a time…staring at her without blinking…..
Priya wanted to take steps backwards…. But it was no time to move now… it now or never…she can’t break now…she has to prove him that the stage show she has created is all true and he has to believe that she walked has walked out of his life…
He stood right infront of her… she could sense the hot breath over her face… it filled her with passionate sensation….it was never easy to stand firm infront of him and now it was even getting more difficult….
With a flash of light…Ram grabbed her hand just above the elbow….looked straight into her eyes…his face still calm…
She squawked under his grip…and looked up at his face…. He looked pale..broken…dead…
She wanted to fight him but not out of the urgency that his grip was hurting but because…she did not want her tears to gave away her emotions that filled her then….
“Do you love me?”…. Ram asked her calmly….his grip relaxing over her hands….
She looked at him….his eyes were searching the answers in her eyes….
She wanted to enclose her arms around his neck….feeling his soft hair….and whispering the words in his ears… “Yes Ram I love you…”
“No” was what she hand to say….
One of his hands suddenly clasped her by her wrist and the other around her waist pulling her towards him…tightening his grip surprised her into another uttering a sharp squeaking gasp….. his body was hard against her as he pulled her even close to him….
With a hiss he again asked “Do you Love me?…”
This time she was more determined and firm…. “No” she said looking straight into his eyes….
He let go of her…as the word left her mouth…he got his answer….
They stood apart…. Looking at each other….tension began to throb between them…
“Liar….” He pointed at her with a smile on his lips… he got his answer the thin film of tears in her eyes answered it all that she loved him….loved him more than anything….
“No I don’t…” she tried to convince not him but herself… she failed..she failed herself…she wanted to leave….so that he does to see the tears in her eyes….which spoke right now more than the words…and he could read each and every letter of it….
As she took the first step…she felt a pull…at the other end….he was holding the other end of her saree pallu…and tugged it towards her….that was all needed to break her…. Tears slowly finding its way down her cheeks…she moved slowing towards him…
She stood there like a timid lamb infront of him… there was no rage or anger inside him now…he just wanted to take her in his arms engulf her in the love that he felt all these while…
Cupping her face in his palm…he leveled it up to his….she was looking down…..he rubbed the flowing tears with his thumbs….and spoke softly…. “Priya”…
She slowing looked up….at his face…and that was it….the moment she lost it to him….The anguished sent her lips brushing against his….sparks flew like river found its way after a hurdle…he captured her mouth with a full-on hot driving kiss….and kissed him back....but she was sobbing while she kissed him.
He carried her to their bed…when he felt her melt under his kiss
As he place her on the mattress…he found her eyes closed….he kissed the eyelids…she hissed to his warm lips…he moved lower kissed her on the cheeks…she clinged her fist into the mattress…he slowly moved down to kiss the nape of her neck….she breathed hard as the hot hair brushed against her skin…she could feel the ecstasy…she rested her hands on his resting hand over the bed….
He gave it a light squeeze looking down at her….and finally…she felt the brush of his lips and then he heard a sound…a whisper….and his lips curled into a satisfying smile…Her lips parted beneath his
and she tasted the sweetness of his mouth.
The world spun away and she was drowning in that emotion called love she wanted to be lost and never to be found…if being with him was so much pleasing…he moved against her….feeling her soft and smooth skin under his rough and coarse body…
She rested her hand on his broad chest and opened her eyes to look at him….. this way the very man she fell in love with….this was the very man she intended to grow old….this was the very man she willfully want to surrender to…
His heartbeat pounded beneath her hands and the heat of his body seemed to flow into her fingertips…he bent and murmured something in her ears,,,,and looked back at her….sheepisly…she smiled at him….and gave a slightest node….
She felt the hard press of his powerful body against hers…she was captivated…bewitched…she raised her arms and wound around his neck….He took her by one and by other set the last piece of barrier between them aloof….
She moaned softly as his hand moved along her back caressing her so that she felt the heat of his fingers run down her form….
She could feel the fire in her belly as he progressed at his work….things went still…around her it was only him and her,,,,it was only them right now….
He kissed her on the juncture between the neck and upper body….molding his hands against her swell….the press of his body against her made this torture more pleasurable….
His hand moved across her skin and she groaned with pleasure each and every time…
She whispered his name ever now and then when his hot lips touched her warms body…. Filling her with the emotions that she never experience before….that made her feel complete….as a wife…and the women to this man….
He looked up at her kissing the tears of bliss and contentment..that filled her…he kissed her again and mouthed “I LOVE YOU…” this time there was no need to lie….she also mimed “I LOVE YOU….”
He finally slide the wedding ring back in her fingers where it belonged…curling her against him….her head rested against his bare chest while his arms engulfed her tightly….
The End
Author
Anonymous
Pakiza se Rishtey
The golden liquid burnt his throat as he gulped a mouth full of it…slowly lowering the scotch glass he looked out at the Mumbai night life….looking at the Arabian Sea crashing against the Marine Drive…it was like what he felt at this very instant…. Crashed….
Her wedding ring dangling between his fore and index finger….he curled the metal into his hand…..comprehending how she slammed it in this palm….
The metal felt hot against his skin….as if it will just burn through his flesh….
His grip on the glass grew stronger and stronger with each thought that passed his mind then…Today has been three days since she left without giving any reason…he tried to reason it out but she gave him no chance….just a fiery accusation of the felony he never committed…
The scotch glass shattered under his grip leaving scuff marks over his palm…. No pain currently could shield the pain of her walking out of his life…..
Drawing his palm into a fist he took a deep breath….closing his eyes…but the thought did not seem to leave his mind…
Agitated he though another glass of scotch could help him…which was the only thing he was living on for three dreadful days…
Cushing the broken pieces of glass under his foot Ram moved to the corner table where the bottle rested in the ice tumbler….. but then something happened which he never thought of….
She was right there…in his room…or in their room…
He gave her a glance over his shoulder…and continued to pour the drink….
Something inside him told that she would hold his hand and stop him from drowning himself in that sinful drink….but that never happened…he dropped two ice cubes in the glass….and stood facing her with the drink in his hand…resting himself against the table…
She first looked at his bloodshot eyes and then at the scotch glass in his hand….
She knew he would have been living on this for the past three days…she wanted to just take away that…awful thing from his hand and stop him from drowning in it…
But she could not…could not for his sake…for…him…all the pain that she is going though…all this that he has to go through was for his good….she was left with no choice but to walk away….
She stood tall and slender….wearing a light blue saree…..the colour once she suggested for him…her hair was as usually open…but there was something…special in its own ways the how they lay over one side of her shoulder….extraordinarily beautiful…charcoaled eyed…radiant.
Sensation shot in the gap between them….there was rage in him to ask his unanswered questions…and an icy defense from her as she could read those eyes of his….
There was something more a spark…of passion that hit both….his jaws drew in a heard line… trying to conceal his emotion…and blinked…it was the first time since she came he showed some emotion…
She just froze for a second…. His wide shoulders and long powerful torso were encased in fine pale blue shirting the top two buttons left undone to reveal a alluring hint of the warm brown skin lurking beneath….
Her mouth ran dry…she had to press her lips hard to stop them from trembling she averted her look from him…looking at the shattered glass pieces…her grip on her saree pallu intense…as she crumpled it between her finger to distract herself…
As her senses came alive…she looked back at him… he stood still…gazing down at her… his eyes were calm but the calmness was only that of which is before any storm…
She was no match for him power or money but currently she has to pretend what she has come here for…
Ram watched as she stiffened up…he watched the darkened shimmer in her beautiful eyes fade from chill to ice….he wanted to grab hold of her by the shoulder and ask all the very questions that had haunted all this time…
“You may have power you may have money but I will not allow any injustice happen to my brother or family….Mr.Kapoor” finally she spoke…”you have put charges against my brother which he never committed…” she tried to sound firm…but the tremble was in her voice she noticed and was sure he too would have…
But he remained silent….and kept his eyes only at her….
She felt nervous to his no reaction….her breath was edgy….. “I…I….Mr.Kapoor…” words failed her and his gaze never broke…..
Finally he looked down at this scotch…and kept it on the table….and again looked at her….
With a straight…but hard look on his face he started to walk towards her…. Taking small steps at a time…staring at her without blinking…..
Priya wanted to take steps backwards…. But it was no time to move now… it now or never…she can’t break now…she has to prove him that the stage show she has created is all true and he has to believe that she walked has walked out of his life…
He stood right infront of her… she could sense the hot breath over her face… it filled her with passionate sensation….it was never easy to stand firm infront of him and now it was even getting more difficult….
With a flash of light…Ram grabbed her hand just above the elbow….looked straight into her eyes…his face still calm…
She squawked under his grip…and looked up at his face…. He looked pale..broken…dead…
She wanted to fight him but not out of the urgency that his grip was hurting but because…she did not want her tears to gave away her emotions that filled her then….
“Do you love me?”…. Ram asked her calmly….his grip relaxing over her hands….
She looked at him….his eyes were searching the answers in her eyes….
She wanted to enclose her arms around his neck….feeling his soft hair….and whispering the words in his ears… “Yes Ram I love you…”
“No” was what she hand to say….
One of his hands suddenly clasped her by her wrist and the other around her waist pulling her towards him…tightening his grip surprised her into another uttering a sharp squeaking gasp….. his body was hard against her as he pulled her even close to him….
With a hiss he again asked “Do you Love me?…”
This time she was more determined and firm…. “No” she said looking straight into his eyes….
He let go of her…as the word left her mouth…he got his answer….
They stood apart…. Looking at each other….tension began to throb between them…
“Liar….” He pointed at her with a smile on his lips… he got his answer the thin film of tears in her eyes answered it all that she loved him….loved him more than anything….
“No I don’t…” she tried to convince not him but herself… she failed..she failed herself…she wanted to leave….so that he does to see the tears in her eyes….which spoke right now more than the words…and he could read each and every letter of it….
As she took the first step…she felt a pull…at the other end….he was holding the other end of her saree pallu…and tugged it towards her….that was all needed to break her…. Tears slowly finding its way down her cheeks…she moved slowing towards him…
She stood there like a timid lamb infront of him… there was no rage or anger inside him now…he just wanted to take her in his arms engulf her in the love that he felt all these while…
Cupping her face in his palm…he leveled it up to his….she was looking down…..he rubbed the flowing tears with his thumbs….and spoke softly…. “Priya”…
She slowing looked up….at his face…and that was it….the moment she lost it to him….The anguished sent her lips brushing against his….sparks flew like river found its way after a hurdle…he captured her mouth with a full-on hot driving kiss….and kissed him back....but she was sobbing while she kissed him.
He carried her to their bed…when he felt her melt under his kiss
As he place her on the mattress…he found her eyes closed….he kissed the eyelids…she hissed to his warm lips…he moved lower kissed her on the cheeks…she clinged her fist into the mattress…he slowly moved down to kiss the nape of her neck….she breathed hard as the hot hair brushed against her skin…she could feel the ecstasy…she rested her hands on his resting hand over the bed….
He gave it a light squeeze looking down at her….and finally…she felt the brush of his lips and then he heard a sound…a whisper….and his lips curled into a satisfying smile…Her lips parted beneath his
and she tasted the sweetness of his mouth.
The world spun away and she was drowning in that emotion called love she wanted to be lost and never to be found…if being with him was so much pleasing…he moved against her….feeling her soft and smooth skin under his rough and coarse body…
She rested her hand on his broad chest and opened her eyes to look at him….. this way the very man she fell in love with….this was the very man she intended to grow old….this was the very man she willfully want to surrender to…
His heartbeat pounded beneath her hands and the heat of his body seemed to flow into her fingertips…he bent and murmured something in her ears,,,,and looked back at her….sheepisly…she smiled at him….and gave a slightest node….
She felt the hard press of his powerful body against hers…she was captivated…bewitched…she raised her arms and wound around his neck….He took her by one and by other set the last piece of barrier between them aloof….
She moaned softly as his hand moved along her back caressing her so that she felt the heat of his fingers run down her form….
She could feel the fire in her belly as he progressed at his work….things went still…around her it was only him and her,,,,it was only them right now….
He kissed her on the juncture between the neck and upper body….molding his hands against her swell….the press of his body against her made this torture more pleasurable….
His hand moved across her skin and she groaned with pleasure each and every time…
She whispered his name ever now and then when his hot lips touched her warms body…. Filling her with the emotions that she never experience before….that made her feel complete….as a wife…and the women to this man….
He looked up at her kissing the tears of bliss and contentment..that filled her…he kissed her again and mouthed “I LOVE YOU…” this time there was no need to lie….she also mimed “I LOVE YOU….”
He finally slide the wedding ring back in her fingers where it belonged…curling her against him….her head rested against his bare chest while his arms engulfed her tightly….
The End
Author
Anonymous
3 comments:
Lovely OS
OMG i'm loving it...read it 3 times, superb,awsome,beautifully written...pls write some OS like this...just loved <3 :)
Beautiful os
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