Smita,😊

Here is the interpretation to Section 1 of Part 17.

Arnav at the end of the day, on his way back, though it was late, decided to visit Gupta House. He knew he would not be able to unwind later if he didn't see Khushi. So he thought of disturbing the Guptas without any compunction. As he drove into Laxmi Nagar, he noticed that there was a function going on. The residents of Laxmi Nagar seemed to have gathered in front of a temporary stage erected in the open space. The residents were engrossed in the Prizes that were being awarded to children for their performance in studies. He wondered whether Khushi too was among the people thronged there. While scrutinizing, he found Amma and Buaji busy applauding the children, but Khushi, Payal and Babuji were nowhere to be seen! He carefully drove through the crowd and parked his vehicle in front of Khushi's house. He could see the lights filtering out from the open door.

While he was entering the house he almost collided with Payal who was on her way out. A surprised exclaim came out of her, Arnavji! Aap! Arnav not knowing what to say, muttered Khushi. A worried look replaced the surprised one on her face. She told him that Khushi was freshening up and her Babuji was resting. She was on her way to join Amma and Buaji at the function and she had to help the children with their costumes for the show that they were putting up and Khushi would be joining them later. Arnav asked her to carry on and he would send Khushi too after meeting her. A relieved Payal walked out of the house with a smile lighting up her face and a relaxed Arnav walked in to the house with a smile lurking on his lips shutting the door after himself.

Khushi while applying the face pack of sandal and turmeric paste was humming a song that was a call for the loved one to appear. Arnav stood right outside the washroom, with a bright smile, listening to her humming. Once she had finished applying the face pack she peered into the mirror and thought now no one would be able to recognize her as only two bright eyes twinkled amidst the yellow face. Continuing the song that was narrating about the lack of sleep while the loverboy was partying in the bungalow, she came out of the bathroom door smiling.

Seeing Arnav outside she squealed, Arnavji! Aap? Realizing that he was present right outside her washroom, not in any kota or bungalow. Arnav was taken aback to see her like that and uttered, Khushi?, disbelieving what he saw. She confirmed and said yes, it was her only under the yellow paste.

Arnav trying his utmost to keep a straight face, asked what had she done to her face? Khushi with a sigh told him that it was a haldi and chandan pack meant to enhance the texture of the skin. Pulling her into his arms he told her she didn't need that at all. Khushi shrieked what was he doing.He would get his clothes stained! But Arnav was adamant and hugging her tightly told her that it could be washed later. Khushi wriggling in his arms told him that at least to let her cleanse off the pack on her face. When Arnav volunteered to help saying let me help you, she looked at him and saw that though it was said in a soft tone, he had a wicked look on his face and his eyes had mischief lurking in it. Khushi realizing that he was upto no good stammered a no and she could manage by herself sprinted into the washroom with Arnav following her with remarkable agility.

While she splashed water on her face streaks of yellow spread from face on to her neck and wet the white suit she was wearing. Once she had removed the yellow mask from her face, Arnav took a towel from the peg and moved towards her to pat her face dry.

Reading the look he had on his face, Khushi took a step back and he moved a step ahead, trapping her against the wall. He patted the forehead, her nose, her cheek one at a time, her chin and her lips with the thin towel and she could feel the warmth of his hand seeping through the towel on to her face. Khushi pulled her face away taking deep breath at the sensation the warmth of his hand was evoking in her. Her face took the hue of his favorite color and she felt her ears warming up. She could hear their synchronized heartbeats loudly shutting all the other sounds. When Arnav touched her neck with the towel she shuddered. He patted it with soft touches one side at a time and taking his own sweet time. All the while his eyes held hers and he could read the emotions flitting through it. Without blinking he swallowed hard. It was affecting him too. His hands were trembling. He patted the wet neck of the suit. Khushi taking a deep breath trying to gather her fast slipping control, pushing him aside ran out of the washroom. Arnav followed her nimbly.

She fled to her room and tried to shut the door quickly. But Arnav was right behind her and it was an attempt in vain. They stood looking at each other and Arnav saw that she had arranged his Royal Red roses in a vase by her bedside. Her first bouquet had held a pride of place in her room and the sixty scented roses had spread its perfume in air. While he advanced towards her she stepped back, till the back of her knee hit the bed and loosing her balance fell on it. Arnav took out a bloom from the spray and inhaled the sweet smell it was giving out. It had him enchanted. Khushi who was watching him with trepidation was all nerves. With the rose he softly caressed her cheek letting the soft petals tingle her being. He trailed it along her cheek making her close her eyes and struggle to swallow with a parched mouth. He brushed her lips with the rose, letting the soft petals linger against the luscious lips. Her lips parted at the touch. In a quick move, he replaced the rose with his warm, hard lips and drew her out into a dazzling kiss. After kissing her thoroughly, he drew back slightly with reluctance only to see her eyelashes flutter open the eyes that had a dazed and langorous look. He in a soft voice holding her with lips close to her whispered, your first kiss Khushi. She just stared at him. Her mind was in a dreamworld of its own. He asked her with a devilish twinkling eyes in a satisfied tone, whether she liked it. Khushi who was shown a glimpse of Paradise was at a loss for words and just did what she seemed to be doing quite often of late. Her eyes were aglow and cheeks vied with the Flame of the forest.

Once again this update is about the wooing of Khushi Kumari Gupta by Arnav Singh Raizada and he has made sure that he kept his promise. It was the first achievement that opens the way for further developments, a foothold. In a word BEACHHEAD.

What is a Beachhead?

In military terms, a secure initial position that can be used for further advancement. A foothold.

Arnav Singh Raizada is battling to procure love of his life to bind both together for their life-time. He is in the field, where he cannot afford to loose. He strategizes well and knows however much he plans, impromptu solutions too play a huge role. He is an adept player who knows to adapt well.

"The measure of intelligence is the ability to change"

~ Albert Einstein

He had written in the note, I will see you tonight. And he kept his word eventhough it was quite late. Thought of disturbing Guptas was of no importance compared to seeing Khushi. But conveniently he had the house empty but for sleeping Babuji and Khushi.

The first thing Arnav does as he sees her is to hug her unmindful of the face pack she had applied, making Khushi wriggle out of his arms to cleanse her face lest she spoils his clothes.

Arnav enters the wash behind her and observes her washing of the pack and uses the opportunity to dry her face into a sensual ministrations though they were innocent looking. Trust him not to loose the opportunity given in a platter. By this both are affected.

"A wise man will make more opportunities than he finds"

~ Francis Bacon, The Essays

When she slips off to her room he moves right behind her and sees that his roses had the pride of place in her room and not the dust bin. He now knows she values his first present, a bouquets of roses. He knows she is not averse to him but only cautious due to the insecure feeling instilled in her by his behaviour earlier.

He removes a stem from it and moves the bloom sensually on her cheeks and lips.

"How can any woman not enjoy that? We're sensual beings, we love that"

~ James Lusarde

He finds her transported to the sensual world where she was aware of just the feel of the velvet petals of the flower as though it was his fingers. The minute she opens up her lips giving into the sensations it evoked in her, he is unable to resist the temptation. A man known for split second decisions takes one and swoops down on her lips capturing it with his own and introducing her into another level of bliss that was previously unknown to her giving her, her first kiss.

"I wasn't kissing her, I was whispering in her mouth"

~ Chico Marx

After she comes down to Earth he asks her mischievously, whether she liked it. It was a question for her whether she was ready for an Encore and he gets his answer in her blush.

"See! the mountains kiss high heaven,

And the waves clasp one another;

No sister flower would be forgiven

If it disdained its brother;

And the sunlight clasps the earth,

And the moonbeams kiss the sea:

What are all these kissings worth,

If thou kiss not me?"

~ Percy Bysshe Shelley, Love's Philosophy

With Khushi Kumari Gupta not repelling his advances, Arnav Singh Raizada has gained a foothold on Day One.

That's why I called this BEACH HEAD.

That's it from me. Hope you enjoy it.

rulama2013-04-05 11:54:55