Dil-Ibadat
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(ARSH Version)
Dil Ibadat Kar Raha Hai
Dhadkane Meri Sun,
Tujhko Main Kar Loon Hasil Lagi Hai Yahi Dhun.
Zindgi Ki Shakh Se Loon Kuchh Hasin Pal Le Chun
Tujhko Main Kar Loo Hasil Lagi Hai Yahi Dhun
The flight is taking too much time. He cant bare till the time the
flight land and he get to see the love of his life, his best friend, his
only female friend, his girl friend, his Shilpa. He was eleven, when he
came to live with Mr.Shashank Gupta. His fathers best friend who
happily welcomed him in his family with open arms. He lost his mother
when he was four and that cause a big flinch in his life. His father Mr.
Amar Malik was lost. He didnt
care of his well-established Import & Export business and that went
into huge loss but he managed to get out from the loss seeing his son,
his only hope. He worked day and night, soon getting back to the
position he was once on but totally neglecting his health and didnt
realize it till the time, he suffered the major Heart-Attack that
caused him his life. May be he realized about his death as he wrote a
will and asked his friend, Mr.Shashank Gupta and Mrs. Smriti Gupta to take care of his son. Mr. Amar Malik died and Armaan collected all his things to move to his new destination.
He used to stay away from people, not talking, not making friends even
before his father death but she was different. Shilpa Gupta, the elder
daughter of Mr & Mrs. Gupta who was just a year younger to him.
Totally opposite, she was fun-loving, full of life, bright, bubbly girl
who was adored by everyone and loved by all. | Friends??| she asked
putting forward her hand. He looked at her for sometime before shaking
hand |Friends| he replied and she smiled brightly. She was the one with
whom he felt comfortable in his new house and later also developed a
protective, brotherly bond with her younger sister, Muskaan Gupta who
was 4 years younger to him. Being a bright child, Shilpa was in the same
class as Armaan and seeing the friendly bond, Mr.Gupta admitted Armaan
in the same school as Shilpa and Muskaan. He still remember how she make
him walk into there class while she was holding her hand and she
dragged him to her bench and made him sit with herself. |We are best
friends...so only you an share my bench with me| she explained. |Are you
my girl-friend??| He asked innocently..She looked at him as a smile
took place on her innocent 10 year old face |Since i am a girl and we
are friends, so i guess I am...| and The faces of shocked boys and girls
of the girls still is a fresh memory in his mind as he remembered her
and a smile take place on his lips. he later got to know that she never
let anyone sit beside her ever. The one boy who dared got beat by her
badly and none of her classmate ever dared trying that again. She saved
him everytime
anyone from the seniors try to bully him seeing his geek look. She wont
miss a day he was at school to go just with the thought that he would
be alone. Thats what there friendship was so strong, so beautiful, so electrifying.
Jo Bhi Jitne Pal Jeeyu
Unhe Tere Sang Jeeyu
Jo Bhi Kal Ho Ab Tera Use Tere Sang Jeeyu
Jo Bhi Saanse Main Bharoo Unhe Tere Sang Bharoo
Chahe Jo Hona Rasta Use Tere Sang Chalu
He rubbed his heart with his palm as he remembered how he shared his
first kiss with her when he was 18. He was a teenager and so was she,
both knew eachother from a long time and felt that magnetic bond. It was
her 17th birthday and like last 6 years, he saved his pocket money and
buy her a dress, she was drooling over a week back. She was so happy
that she hugged him tightly. The intensity of the moment was felt was
both. he saw her growing up into a beautiful intelligent woman and was
attracted to her but he felt so overwhelmed when she broke the hug and
slowly said |Ammy| it was only she who would call him that |I want
another gift from you| her blushed red cheeks make him move up his hand
and rubbed her cheek lightly |What??| he said willing to give her
anything she would demand and slowly, looking into his eyes, her hands
moved into her hairs as she brought him closer and lightly give him a
soft kiss on his lips. He was ecstatic and thrilled with her moment |I
love you Armaan..| she said trying to control her breath as her eyes
were full of nothing but love for him. Not bearing to control himself,
he pulled her from her waist with a jerk and kissed her mindlessly. He
was fierce a moment but soft another second. She felt nothing but loved
by his kiss as her hands pull his hairs and make him moan. The sound was
sexy, she thought as she kissed him back with equal passion. It was now
her turn to moan when he licked her lower lip with his tongue,
demanding her to open her mouth and she felt hot lava running down his
throat as he deepened the kiss. Nothing till now in there life was as
magnificent and as pure happened than this moment. She broke the kiss
first unable to breath as he hold her burning face in his hands. There
foreheads stuck with eachother. They still can feel each other breath.
When he opened his eyes to find her closed ones, he replied |I love you
too Shilpa...| her eyes open with a jerk and she look at him intensely.
And all she could see was a pure, clear and non-materialistic love in
his eyes and she hugged him tightly. They were teenagers then but they
did understand that meaning of there words...They were mature to
understand what it actually means and till now as he turned 27, all
famous and successful as he re-opened his fathers company and made it
get into the top three Import & Export Companies, all he wanted was
to ask his uncle for what that belong to him. Just Him. His Shilpa..
As flight land, he quickly make his way to the out-house which he
acquired on rent from Mr.Gupta as he wanted to stand on his own from the
time he was 19 and started his fathers closed down business. Mr.Gupta
already had his own textile Mill to run, and as per his fathers will,
if not Mr.Gupta then no one is going to carry on the business. Till
now, Armaan was more than content that all his expenses, his education
was paid by the life insurance money and prize bonds.
Putting his luggage away, he quickly took a shower and wearing a white
shirt with maroon strips on the chest with denim jeans, rushed to the
home. Everyone was in a hurry, when he reached the door. There were many
people around, people to some he knew as they were Mr.Gupta's relative
and some, he don't know were gathered, having drinks. Soon after looking
through the crowd, he found his uncle, standing with a group of old men
|Armaan..|He was delighted to see him as Armaan touched his feet and
took his blessings and he introduced him to his friends |This boy make
me so proud...I still cant believe he grew up so fast and now is one of
the eligible bachelors of the town| Shashank said patting his back as
Armaan smiled |It just seemed like yesterday that you came into this
house and full-filled the place of my that son, which I never got
before| Armaan looked at his uncle s happy face...He was like his own
father for him...He hugged him and back away as he heard a sound at the
back |Uncle, if Armaan is your son, then who am I??| a teasing voice
make Armaan turn as Shashank chuckled at the young boy standing infront
of him |You are going to be my son, Samar| and then he introduced them
|Samar, meet Armaan...my best friend s son but he is never less than
one for me| Armaan smiled and shook hands with the handsome boy. He
can't say Samar was not attractive. Any girl will drool over him |and
Armaan, Meet samar...He
is going to be Shilpa's fiance| Armaan hand loose its grip on Samar s
and he looked at his uncle shocked | I think...Armaan doesnt
like the news| Samar said in the same teasing tone...Shashank smiled
and looked at Armaan |He and Shilpa are best friends...So definitely
it's a little shocking news for him|
|And here she is...| Everyone eyes turned towards the stairs as Shilpa accompanied by Smriti
and Muskaan slowly come downstairs. Armaan felt his heart skip a beat
and feeling immense pain as he saw the beauty of his Shilpa who was
looking an angel in the Royal Blue lehenga
having silver pattern on it and who is now going to belong to someone
else. He was late. He cursed himself in his mind. He took a step
backward as Samar proceed towards the stairs to hold her hand and escort
her to the middle of the room for the ceremony. |They look great...| He
heard someone saying beside him but he didnt dare tore his eyes from Shilpa whos
eyes looked up and he can ignore the pain, the agony, the frustration
in her brown chocolate eyes as Samar hold her hand. Armaan kicked
himself in mind asking Why he took so much time to ask his uncle for
Shilpa. Shilpa was asking him from last two years to go and ask her
father about there marriage but he was reluctant. Not because he doubted
his love or her love but he wanted to wait for a perfect moment. Moment
he will not left a stone unturned
and leaving a reason for Shashank to reject the proposal. But he was so
wrong. His heart started to cry as he didn't let his eyes performing
this task. He don't want his uncle to have an embarrassing moment
because of him. Shilpa took her position as her eyes moved up to look
around, trying to get his one glimpse. She missed him badly this whole
day. Right now, she just wanted to end this poor joke that destiny
played with her and run into his arms, tell him how much she love him,
asking him to stop waiting for anything and make her his. She cant and
dont want to imagine her life without him. But he was nowhere in sight.
Muskaan told her that she saw him getting out from his car and going
into the out house a while back. He must have been here till now, she
thought. He is here and he will help her break this stupid engagement
which is being forced on her by her parents. Just this morning, they
told her that she need to get ready b the evening as she is getting
engaged today with the son of one of his father s associates. She tried
calling him, but his phone was switched off. She knew he is coming back
today and that provide her a little strength. A little hope. But on not
finding him in her sight, she felt disappointed. Soon the moment
arrived. Smriti brought the rings in a thaal. |Shilpa, apna haath agay barhao beta | Smriti
said politely making Shilpa break her trance. Shilpa put forward her
hand, reluctantly only to hear Samar say |Whats this?? She is already
having a ring| Everyone stared at the simple gold ring that was shinning
in her ring finger. Armaan gifted her when he got his first big
contract. Informally, it was an engagement ring for her as she always
looked at it as one. Bewildered Shashank smiled trying to hide the
embarrassment |Oh that one she had from a long time. She never took it
off for a day. Shilpa loves this ring so much. Dont worry just put the
ring in her other hand| no satisfied with the explanation, Samar looked
at Shilpa, who was avoiding making an eye contact with him and holding
her other hand, put the ring. Two hearts break in a moment as that ring
slipped in Shilpa;s slim long finger. Unwantedly, with a little help from Smriti,
Shilpa also put ring in Samar hand as everyone clapped and gathered
around to congratulate the engaged couple. Getting the moment, where she
can just put her heart out and cry, she hugged her mother so hold her
back tightly, lightly patting her back and caressing her hairs, she
looked up to find a teary Armaan, standing on the corner, devastated.
Seeing him like that, she lost herself more. Muskaan, the only person
who knew about Shilpa and Armaan, understand the need of the moment and
pulled Armaan out from the house and dragged him to the out-house.
Armaan, who was still in shock, felt a soft hand on his shoulder and
seeing Muskaan, his soul sister, he break down and cry till the time he didnt
hold himself back. Tears were unstoppable today but Muskaan pacified
him |Why is this happening to us Muskaan?| He complained. Muskaan went
to get a glass of water and after making him sip a little, she told him
how un-expected
this engagement comes as for Shilpa, how she tried calling him so many
times this whole day and how robotic she was when she slipped the ring
in Samar finger. Shilpa was all doing this for her parents who
practically had fix her wedding without her knowledge and call this
function to tell her what they have decided for her. She left her
wedding stuff with her parents as she knew that they love Armaan and she
also thought that he is going to ask them for her. Muskaan remembered
just how yesterday, she jumped up in her bed, laughing, telling her that
Armaan is going to talk to her parents and Muskaan was as excited for
it as Shilpa was. Seeing her sister and the man whom she always
considered her brother and always wanted and looked up at him as her jeeju as she would occasionally teased him in private, both were hurt by just this decision of her parents.
The party ended. Everyone left. What left behind was a crying Shilpa.
She looked at the ring in her finger that just few hours ago declared as
a FIANCE of someone. Someone other than Armaan. How life could play
like this with her? How it could be so cruel? Why didnt her parents noticed the sweet moments between her and Armaan? Why didnt
they considered him the best for their daughter even after knowing that
No one else know them both better than they know each other. Hearing
the opening sound of the door, Shilpa turned to find a teary Armaan
making appearance and looking at him, she just loose her control as she
rushed into his arms. The feeling of protectiveness and caring
surrounded her. She cried and cried. There seemed no way to stop her and
neither he could hold himself |I am outside, if someone will come...i
will tell you| Muskaan said as she closed the door behind.
Mujhko De Tu Mit Jaane
Ab Khudse Dil Mil Jaane
Kyu Hai Yeh Itna Fasla...
Lamhe Yeh Phir Naa Aane
Inko Tu Naa Le Jaane
Tu Mujh Pe Khudko De Loota...
Tujhe Tujhse Tod Loo Kahi Khudse Jod Loo
Mere Jism O Jaan Main Aa Teri Khusboo Odh Loo
|Shilpa...| he slowly rubbed her back and made her move back, to sit on
the bed as he hold her in his arms and said |Everything will be alright
Shilpa...we will talk to Uncle and Aunty...i
know they will understand us| he said trying to build up her moral. He
don't want her to leave all hopes of them being together. He cant bear
even thinking that she will belong to someone else when they are just
made for eachother. |They have to...they need to understand us ammy...|
she said between her sobs |They will...| he said pulling away the hairs
which were coming back on her tear stained face. Some actually got wet
from her tears as he felt the wetness as he tucked them behind her ear
and wiping her cheek with his thumb he made her look up at himself. They
kept staring for sometime before Shilpa said |If they didnt agree ammy,
i promised you..i will do something to myself| Armaan eyes grew wide
and knowing how aggressive and hot-headed Shilpa is, she is capable to
doing anything she want to and that scared him |Dont you dare say or do
anything...| he hugged her tightly as the fear seeped through his body.
|How dare you think like this Shilpa when from life, all i ever wanted
and pray is for you... | Shilpa was now hugging him tightly, her head
stayed on his chest as she heard his un-even
heartbeat...She scared him, she knew that but she cant help him. Just
like him, she too just wanted to belong to him. |I know...| she said as
she placed a kiss on his chest. He sigh. |Promise me, you will never
ever think of even something such stupid|...|I promise...| and he felt
at peace. They stay like this for sometime before he drew apart and
cleaned her face with his hand softly... |i didnt
knew that behind this Wild Shilpa, who is ready to attack anyone even
for keeping the possession of a bench all to herself and ready to teach
seniors a lesson without caring about the outcome...is such a baby
inside| Armaan said trying to see the smile, he imagined and missed this
whole day and she did a little.. |That Shilpa is not afraid of
anything, knowing that his best friend is with her always to fight with
any situation, but this Shilpa, is just so afraid of loosing him and his
love| she said as the love clearly expressed from her eyes. He almost
felt himself loss of words.. He caressed her face with a feather like
touch and kiss her softly on her lips |You will always find me beside
you Shilpa, Forever| and as she believed his words, she smiled.
Jo Bhi Saanse Main Bharoo Unhe Tere Sang Bharoo
Chahe Jo Hona Rasta Use Tere Sang Chalu
Dil Ibadat Kar Raha Hai
Dhadkane Meri Sun
Tujhko Main Kar Loo Hasil Lagi Hai Yahi Dhun
|This is impossible now Shilpa...I have given my word to Samar s
father..And I am not going to back out now| Shashank said angrily as
Armaan and Shilpa confessed there love infront
of him |But Dad, its my life. I know i have given you and mom all the
rights of my marriage but dont you think i should have been asked before
finalizing it. I atleast could have been given a chance to give my
opinion| Shashank knew he did the mistake there. He should have atleast warned Shilpa before about his intentions and this proposal. Atleast
then, she must have told him about her and Armaan. He loved Armaan and
he also knew that Armaan is a great person, human being and any girl who
would marry him will be lucky. Its not like he never thought of getting
Shilpa and Armaan married. Even Smriti
many times asked and discussed about it. But at the time Armaan was
busy with his business. He wanted to prove himself and always rejected
the thought of marriage. But as this Rishta came in, he wasnt able to say NO. He couldnt
wait forever to get her daughter married and knowing Samar and his
family before, he was just as convinced that Shilpa would be happy
there. But this all proving wrong now as its all going in a backward
direction. |Shilpa, i dont want anymore arguments...You are engaged to
Samar and thats
final| Armaan felt heart-broken..He never thought one day he would go
against his Uncle decision...the father figure in his life |But Dad...|
before Shilpa could say anything, Shashank left the place.
Next
few days, Armaan noticed Shilpa ignoring his father. No eye contact,
not talking properly. Her smile vanished from her face. She will talk to
him on phone but that charisma of Shilpa, her full of life and chirpy
voice was missing. Armaan felt terrible at times seeing the saddness in Shashank and Shama
eyes. They felt themselves culprit, killer of her happiness, her smile
and it was true. If it would have been someone else, Shashank would have
ended the engagement at the first moment when Shilpa told about her and
Armaan, but Samar father was a great friend of him and also helped him
and his family many times when he was about to have a great loss in his
business. He cant disappoint him now as he think he owe him. But nothing
was bigger and more important than her daughter for him
|Uncle, I am sorry for all the distress that occurred because of me..|
Armaan said as he entered Shashank office to find him deep in thoughts.
He was worried, Armaan knew but slowly as days passing by, his frown had
become a major part of his face. And last thing Armaan wanted was
making his uncle getting tensed because of him. |Armaan...| Shashank
started but Armaan cut him in between.. |No uncle, let me finish...| He
took a deep breath as fidgeting with his fingers he started looking down
on the floor |I am thinking to move to Calcutta... My board of
directors suggest we need to expand now more and i personally want to
take care of this project. I will move and get away from Shilpa
life...she would forget me in some time| With whom he was joking as if
he dont know her. Her warning still ring in his head but he knew, she
will keep her promise |I am sorry that because of me, your daughter is
getting away from you...You who provided me a family who loved me and
support me at every step, has to face the ignorance and left out by your
own daughter. and I swear Uncle, i never wanted this| |I never wanted
to keep Shilpa away from you or the worse hate you...but its happening
and i think if i go away from her, she will be back to you...I just came
here to tell you this that I am leaving tomorrow...I just need your
blessings| He looked up to find a teary Shashank who get up and came to
engulf in a hug |I am sorry Armaan| He said as a tear escaped from
Armaan eyes...
He is going to miss his family, a warmth of a father hug...the love of a
mother...the teasing of a sister and the most important, the love and
support of his best friend and life. He didnt talk to her and didnt dare informed anyone else about his departure. All the flights were booked for today and he didnt
wanted to wait another day seeing Shilpa ignoring her father so he took
the train ticket. Every step away from the home feels like a bullet
going through his body, leaving it marked and bruised. but he had to.
His ideal, his father was getting hurt and somewhere he found himself
the reason.
|Damn it...| he cursed under his breath as the announcement of the train to calcutta
getting late about 2 hours buzzed through the station. Taking a place
on the bench, he looked around. Another train was about to depart and
many loved ones were waving bye to other, wishing them safe journey,
telling them that they will miss each other and soon to visit again. He
too have loved ones but he was here, leaving, for them. All the moments
he has spend with Shilpa over the years went through his mind as he
sigh. His heart was in pain and so was his mind, not relaxing a minute
and anxious to leave. |Can i sit here??| he heard a young girl asking
him and not even being an considerate about how beautiful that stranger
is, he noded
and went back to his thoughts, closing his eyes. Moments later he felt a
moment beside him and then a head resting on his shoulder, |WHAT THE
HELL????| he shocked suddenly stand up thinking that the stranger girl
make a move towards him but his eyes open widely as he saw Shilpa
sitting there grinning. Not believing at first, he blinked and when she
was still sitting there, while the stranger girl passed a confused look
to them both...he rushed to Shilpa and pinch her |Owww...!!!|
she cried before she hit him on his hand |Stupid!! its really me...|
She said rubbing her hand...In excitement, he actually had pinched her
hard..He smiled first hearing STUPID from her mouth but as realization
seep in, he frowned |What are you doing here??|...Shilpa felt irritated
|I think people come here for two reasons, One to go to some other place
and 2nd, to bid farewell to there loved one s| Armaan was still
standing there, crossing his hands...his eyes having a look SO FOR WHAT
REASON YOU ARE HERE FOR and she knew it...she can read him like an open
book so without him asking anything directly she said |And since you
will not take me with you and will argue and push me away. Seriously
that will hurt me| She said pouting her lips |and i am not good to bid
bye to my loved ones so definitely i am not here for both reasons...I am
here for my THIRD UNIQUE Shilpa s REASON| She said as matter of
fact...|And what is that THIRD UNIQUE Shilpa REASON...| He asked
completely irritated my her smug look...She slowly moved closer to him
and found her holding his hard hands in her soft ones |To take you back
with me...to take you to the place you belong| She said softly as in her
eyes, the only thing he saw was love but he need to control.. She is
someone else fiance now..He reminded himself as he pulled his hands away
from hers and said |Go home Shilpa, I am not coming back| Armaan said
as he moved towards his luggage and get a hold on it. i NEED TO FIND
ANOTHER PLACE he thought as he moved away before he heard |The hell you
are not coming back...| and he stopped in the mid way and turn around to
found a smiling Shashank, Smriti
and Muskaan now standing beside Shilpa. Armaan felt overwhelmed as he
realized what there presence here meant. He stayed standing glued to his
position when Smriti
came and pat his cheek lightly |Do you think we could stay happy seeing
our children in pain| Armaan shook, smiled as he held her hand in his
and lightly kiss it |Armaan, You were always my first choice for Shilpa
and I am so happy that you both choose each other as life partners...|
Shashank said as he come and stand beside his wife |And now, even we are
more proud of him, seeing how much you care for us. We know that its
only you who could keep our Shilpa happy| There was a profoundness in
Shashank voice as Armaan
felt loved and hugged him. How he even dare think that he can stay
without his family. He look up to found a teary Shilpa who was being
hugged by an excited Muskaan
They get into the cars as Shashank and Smriti
went to Samar house, excusing about the engagement and Armaan took the
driver seat of Shilpa car as she sit beside on passenger seat and
Muskaan at the back.. |So now, i can officially call you my JEEJU...GOD i
am so loving the sound of it..| Muskaan almost shouted from the back,
she was hell thrilled with the news that his Armaan Bhai
will now be his JEEJU |Yes, you can call him that...| Shilpa said with a
shy smile, AND I CAN THINK OF DOZENS OF ROMANTIC NAMES I WILL CALL HIM
AS, JAAN, JAANU, AMMY, SWEET-HEART, LOVE, DARLING, JAAN-E-JAAN,
HUBBY she blushed as the last one crossed her mind.. Armaan noticed her
blushed face and raise his brows.. Shooing her head, she looked out
from the window as she felt butterflies dancing in her stomach and
avoiding his intense gaze which she could feel just now and were sending
shivers down her body
Bahoon Main De Bas Jaane
Sine Main De Chhup Jaane
Tujh Bin Main Jaaunga Kaha????
Tujhse He Mujhe Ko Paane Yaado K Woh Nazrane
Ek Jinpe Haq Ho Bas Mera
As they reach home, Muskaan was caught up with a phone call and she
rushed inside as one of her friends need some notes. Finding the moment,
Armaan hold Shilpa from her hand and took her to the out-house. Shilpa
feeling all shy tried to rush out as Armaan closed the door just then,
his one hand resting on the door as other took place around her
waist...and now Shilpa was standing facing towards door. Her body
shivering with anticipation as she felt his breath slowly caressing her
neck and then the breath was replace by his lips as he kissed her
softly. Moving her hairs to one side, he kissed against her shoulder as
her back hit his chest, her breathing getting heavy and she arched her
neck to give his better access. Getting the hint, he rubbed her lips
against her soft velvet skin as it move up and after giving a slight
kiss to her ear, he bit her earlobe, making her whimper |Armaan..| He
turned her towards himself as he kiss near her lips and then moving down
kissed her throat and collar bone, taking his time, making her moan. He
loved that sound. Not bearing it anymore, she put her hand which were
rubbing his back now upto
his hairs and pulled him for a hungry kiss |You are death to me...| He
said as he kissed her back, exploring her lips...once done, he again
pulled her to himself from her hips and kissed her till the time she
could remember nothing but him |I love you Shilpa...I so deeply, madly
love you..|He said as he kissed her nose making her smile... |I love you
too...too much to say| as the words escaped her swollen lips, he rubbed
his thumb gently against them and sighing as she sucked his thumb a
minute later |Its so hard to leave you...| He said, not trusting himself
with her. This girl can drive him nuts with passion and he himself was
shocked and thrilled with the force |Then why you even tried...| She
asked softly. He could see the tears building up in her eyes. God last
thing he ever want to do is make her cry |I willnt, i promise i willnt
do that ever again...i owe you| he said as he hugged her
Teri Yaado Main Rahoo
Tere Khwabo Main Jagoo
Mujhe Doondhe Jab Koi
Teri Aankho Main Milu
Jo Bhi Saanse Main Bharoo
Unhe Tere Sang Bharoo
Chahe Joho Rasta Use Tere Sang Chalu
Moments later, as the were snuggled on the couch, Shilpa asked |Ammy..|...She was drawing little cirles
on his shirt |Yes, My LOVE...| he asked moving his fingers through her
silk smooth hair |Can i ask you something??| |Anything...| he replied.
She straightened up making him open his eyes and look at her |What were
you thinking as you decided to leave all by yourself? Didnt
you think about me once?...| she asked as the feeling again get to her
that she might have lost him today. she might have just lost her love
today...Armaan cupped her face and said |Shilpa, your smile is my world.
It makes my day perfect. you dont know how priceless it is for me..
seeing you ignoring uncle, killed me. I know you were in pain too as
much as he was...but i thought that all because of me that you are going
through this|...|I wasnt..i was angry with Dad but that wasnt
because of you...You complete my life, you fulfill the reason of my
existence, how could i could be i pain because of you|...Armaan smiled
and pulled her back to his chest. |so are you, you know on the station,
as i closed my eyes, the only person i could see was you before you made
me snapped out from it...you scared me you know| Armaan said chuckling
as he remembered what he actually thought and as guessing she said in a
stern tone |You thought it was the girl beside you making the MOVE,
doesn't you??| and as he nod in agreement, she hit him lightly and tried
to get away from him saying |I should have know that every man is
same...thinking about other girls|...Armaan laughed as he grabbed her
wrists in his hands and said. |I wasn't thinking about any girl, i was
just thinking about MY GIRL...I am a one woman man| he said as matter of
fact and she looked deep in his black smoldering eyes just to find
herself and desire for herself as she leaned forward and kissed his
cheek. There prayers were answered with this happiness of being together
after being in pain for weeks and that truly make there love, more
immense, more passionate and more stronger.
Dil Ibadat Kar Raha Hai
Dhadkane Meri Sun
Tujhko Main Kar Loo Hasil Lagi Hai Yahi Dhun
THE END
Edited by cool_SK - 11 years ago
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