Chapter 46:
Sanskaar slides in through the door and peers into the bedroom, finding it empty with no one's presence in it. Musing over this for a moment, he wonders where his darling wife can be. Dressed in a pair of jeans with white t-shirt and blue jacket over it, his eyes travel over to the bathroom where he sees light beaming from the edges of the door. Hearing the tap go off causes him to go forth and knock lightly against the door.
Sanskaar: Shona, sweetheart, have you been in there for the past hour? I've been going mad trying to find you.
"Oh, I'm still getting ready," he hears his wife reply sheepishly. He's slightly stunned by her reply.
Sanskaar: You're still not ready? ---Everyone's waiting for you downstairs.
"I won't take long, I'm almost done...," she answers to his exasperated question. Sanskaar can tell she is enjoying his impatience a little. For the past week since she's been home he's noticed she likes to torment him a lot. She's a definite tease, but he enjoys the challenge.
Sanskaar: (not believing her) Shona...
A moment later, Sanskaar steps back as he sees the doorknob turn and the door being pulled open. He holds his breath as he sets his eyes on his wife, who stands oblivious to her own beauty--- wearing a gorgeous blue and white designer saree, fitting her slender body perfectly, and causing her skin to glow. She has her hair in curls and pushed off to one side of her shoulder, her tiny ears adorned with matching jhumkes, wrists covered with complimentary bangles and her mangalsutra and sindoor on its place.
Swara: (smiling coyly) You are a very impatient man Mr. Maheshwari...
Grinning back at her, Sanskaar gathers his wife into his arms by grasping onto her waist. He pulls her close against himself and stares at her with approval.
Sanskaar: Only for you Mrs. Maheshwari...
He sees how he has caused a blush to creep onto her cheeks, making them a lovely shade of rosy red. He further smirks at this while she softly pushes him away, embarrassed at how much of an affect he has on her. Sanskaar only brings her back into his hold.
Sanskaar: Kya hua? I was only speaking the truth...
Swara looks up at him shyly with her hands resting against his chest.
Sanskaar: Sach Shona... you look beautiful...
Swara bites down on her lip to hold in her delighted smile and lowers her eyes back down. She feels his first finger push her chin up, making her eyes look back at him. Sanskaar takes his thumb and releases her bottom lip, he softly traces around her full lips creating butterflies to swarm all around the pit of his wife's stomach in anticipation. She feels a chill run down her back with his fixed gaze on her. Her eyes close just as his lips take hers into a small, gentle, sensual kiss.
Sanskaar: (Breaking the kiss) I have something for you.
Swara: (Confuse) What..?
Sanskaar: This... (said taking out a pair of diamong bangles from his jeans pocket and placing infront of her)
Swara was stunned for a moment seeing the bangles. She never expected anything like that from Sanskaar. But now everything is changed and it's for best. Slowly a smile spread on her lips and without wasting a second, she hugged him tightly. Sanskaar reciprocates it hugging her ever more tightly, if it's possible. They broke the hug after what seemed like an eternity.
Swara: Sanskaar, they are beautiful...thank---
Even before she completes, Sanskaar places his finger on her lips stopping her in middle.
Sankaar: There is saying Shona, "Dosti aur Pyaar mein, no sorry and no thank you. So, I hope you understood. (smiling and removes his finger) Now wear them.
Swara just forwards her both hands towards him, indicating him silently to make her wear them with his own hands which sanskaar does happily and kisses on her both wrists just beside the bangle.
Swara looks at him with tears in her eyes and leans towards him standing on her toes, kisses his forehead, both eyes and both cheeks while Sanskaar gently snakes his arms around her waist gathering her more closer, kissing her tears and placing his lips onto hers for a passionate kiss making her dizzy. She wraps her arms around his neck, deepen the kiss playing with his hair and pulling him more closer to her. They kissed senselessly pouring their every emotion into it.
As he pulls away, he pressed his lips against her head lovingly and takes her small hand in his own.
Sanskaar: Before I get carried away and forget that we have guests who are waiting for you, I think it'd be wise to go now...
Swara only blushes beetroot as a reply and follows his lead once he tugs on her hand...
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Together they walk down the stairs side by side, complementing each other and looking every bit like how a couple in love should look. Sanskaar never lets go of her hand or let his eyes wander anywhere else but her as they immerse themselves into the party held in Swara's honor. Ragini had thought it would be appropriate to hold a party for having Swara safe and sound back at home with them. Sanskaar had warned her that he did not want this to be a publicity party, only a quiet gathering of close family friends and relatives. But it seems that she did not keep to her word as he found many reporters flashing their cameras and aiming questions.
Swara moves in closer to Sanskaar's side, nervous from such a great attention centered on her. Sanskaar, furious, eyes his sister, who stands across the other side of the room giving him begging looks to forgive her and not to kill her afterwards. Feeling a hand on his shoulder, he turns and finds Laksh standing by his side.
Laksh: Sanskaar, this isn't Ragini's doing. She doesn't have any idea how they've gotten here either. They just appeared five minutes ago. --- I guess the talk spread about the party and it got to the media.
Sanskaar: Laksh, I don't care how or from who they found out, I just want them out of here.
Laksh nods his head in understanding and makes his way over to the paparazzi, politely requesting them to leave since this is a very small affair held for close relations to the Maheshwari family. Just as the reporters leave, taking last bit of pictures with them, Bhavni comes walking through the entrance, watching the media leave with amusement. She approaches both Sanskaar and Swara, who brighten up on seeing her.
Bhavni: I guess this is a very exclusive party. Boy do I feel special that I'm invited.
Sanskaar: (grins) Bhavni, you very well know that you're always welcomed here.
Bhavni: (smug) Yes, I know.
Both Sanskaar and Swara chuckle at her and welcome her in with hugs. Bhavni concernedly inquires about Swara's health and fusses over her of being more careful and to take care of herself.
Sanskaar: You don't worry about her Bhavni, mein hoon nah. I will take care of her.
Sanskaar wraps his arm around Swara's waist, bringing her into his side. Swara smiles shyly while Bhavni raises an eyebrow at this.
Bhavni: Accha? Since when have you become into such a caring husband, huh?
Sanskaar: A man can surprise you at times.
Bhavni: Indeed he can...Very much. I've never seen this side of you before. What jadoo has this girl managed to do on you?
Sanskaar just grins as an answer and Bhavni gives Swara a teasing wink, bringing an embarrassed yet knowing smile onto her lips.
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Samar: Kya hua? Why are you so moody all of a sudden? You should be happy, this party is in honor of Swara Bhabhi.
Uttara keeps her arms crossed against her chest and continues to sulk inwardly. She continues to glance over at the grandfather clock nearby, only causing her to become even more aggravated than before.
Uttara: Idiot...Moron...Pig...Stupid. I will never talk to him again... (she grumbles to herself)
Samar: (curious) What are you muttering about?
Uttara: Not returning any of my calls...an hour late... I'll kill him...even dressed up for him... ridiculous.
Samar just sighs in defeat and mutters before leaving, "Women." Uttara remains behind, grouchy and boiling with frustration. She had personally invited him with using Ragini didi as a cover up, telling him to come on time and behave like a wonderful gentleman. Even though her Swara Di had been friends with him before, she still wanted him to set a good impression on both her sister and Jiju. Tonight is the night that she wants to make her relationship with Neil open to her sister and brother-in-law. She does not want to sneak around and lie...Which is why it is important for Neil to come in the first place. She wants for them to tell her Di and Jiju together. Obviously he doesn't care about her enough to realize how important it is to her for him to come...
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Feeling a tap on her shoulder, Swara turns away from Bhavni and looks behind her... She is surprised to see Neil standing before her, wearing a soft apologetic smile and holding a bouquet of yellow roses in his hand. She doesn't know how to react by his presence. It's been so long since they've talked, so long when they had been close friends...
Neil: I'm sorry about the accident. It's relieving to know that you're well now... Here, these are for you.
Swara takes the flowers from his extended hand and smiles thankfully at him.
Swara: You didn't have to.
Neil: Yes I did. Especially after how I've behaved with you for the past few months... It was uncalled for...I acted like a complete ass.
Swara: Neil, you were never rude to me. (kind)
Neil: (sad smile) Well I wasn't really anything to you now was I? ...I had been ignoring you purposely for my own reasons and I'm sorry for being a terrible friend... Your accident really shook me up though. I was worried for you.
Swara: How come you never came to visit at the hospital?
Neil: Tried... But the nurses refused to let me in... Something about only family members allowed.
Neil watches Swara look into deep thought over this and smiles softly in amusement. She really has no clue of anything. Neither of that rule set by her husband or of the reasoning behind his previous behavior.
Neil: Well I am just glad to see you standing on your two feet and looking well.
Swara: (smiling) Thank you for your concern Neil. You have always been a good friend to me. I won't trouble you by knowing your reason for your past behavior, because I don't want to think of that past now... Friends once again?
Neil: (grinning in agreement, assuring) Always...
Swara smiles back at him in delight and Neil pecks her affectionately on her cheek before wishing for her wellbeing one last time and leaving off in his own direction. She watches him wander off and grins fondly as he joins her sister, who is standing gloomily to herself, by taking her back into his arms and chuckle moments later as she turns around and attempts to hit him continuously...
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Uttara: Stupid, donkey, moron!
Neil: Is that anyway to greet the one you love? (in between laughter)
Uttara: (huffs) Who says that I love you? ---- I hate you!
Neil: I don't need to hear it from anyone baby, I know you do. And you do not hate me, in fact, that's the least you feel about me.
Uttara: (scowls) Go away, I don't want to speak to you.
Neil: Kyun bhai, what did I do to receive such resentment from you?
Uttara: (scoffs) Do not act innocent with me Neil Sharma. You come here more than an hour late, keeping me waiting for you, and ask me what you have done?
Neil pokes his tongue through his cheek and looks sheepishly at his angry, yet stunningly beautiful girlfriend. He has the urge to bring her into his arms despite the fact that they're in a room full of people, yet has trouble in doing so with Uttara continuously pushing his hands aside.
Neil: I had to stop by on the way to pick up flowers for your sister. I couldn't come to the party without having anything to give her.
Uttara: Any normal person would have gotten it ahead of time and that too less than in an hour.
Neil: I was busy.
Uttara: You're lying.
Neil: Are you sure you want to accuse me of that?
Uttara: I know your poker face...
Neil: How can you possibly already know that?
Uttara: I am a good observer.
Neil: ...Really? What else do you observe? (teasing)
He succeeds in making Uttara momentarily speechless and turn a soft shade of pink.
Uttara: (changing the subject) Where were you?
Neil: (sighs) Does it really matter anymore? I'm here now aren't I? ...That should count.
Uttara remains silent, confirming what he has said without any words. She places her head against his chest and wraps her arms around his torso.
Uttara: ...I was missing you. That's all.
Neil: That makes me feel slightly good about myself.
Uttara: (pounding his chest lightly) Don't get too prideful... My life doesn't revolve around you, you know.
Neil: Sure it doesn't...
Uttara: (pounding his chest again) I mean it...
Neil: Of course you do...
Uttara: (punching him once more) Neil...
Neil: (chuckling)...
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Swara is watching everything silently when suddenly all lights are off making it pitch dark and everything became silent. She looks around to check whats happening when a spot light fell on her startling her. When she is about to move, she heard a very familiar voice...saying something...
"This is for you my princess." The voice said and then,
Tere dar pe aake tham gaye
Naina namaazi ban gaye
Ek duje mein yun dhal gaye
Aashiqana aayat ban gaye
Main aur tum...
While Swara is thinking if it's really "him" or she is hallucinating, another spot light fell on a familiar figure as he came into view, singing.
Kaisi dil lagayi kar gaye
Rooh ki rubaayi ban gaye
Khaali khaali done the jo
Thoda sa dono bhar gaye
Main aur tum...
Chalo ji aaj saaf saaf kehta hoon
Itni si baat hain mujhe tumse pyaar hai
Yunhi nahi main tum pe jaan deta hoon
Itni si baat hain mujhe tumse pyaar hai
When he turned and started walking towards her, she is shocked... surprised...astonished... what not...seeing her husband...the great Sanskaar Maheshwari singing a song for her with a guitar... expressing his unconditional love for her infront of everyone, including the paparazzi...
Chalo ji aaj saaf saaf kehta hoon
Itni si baat hain mujhe tumse pyaar hai
Mujhe tumse pyaar hai...
She just stood there numb with tears glistening in her eyes, gasping as her husband approached her with his charming smile which always makes her heart flutter...still not able to believe what she is seeing and what her husband is doing...just for her...
Lag na yeh dhoop zaroori
Lag na yeh chaanv zaroori
Milte hai ishq zameen par
Ab do hi naam zaroori
Main aur tum...
Sanskaar goes around her while singing, conveying his every emotion through song and stands infront of her placing guitar aside and forwading his hand to his gorgeous wife which she accepts readily and he pulls her towards himself snaking his one hand around her waist, other hand holding her hand and she placed her free hand on his shoulder.
Apna khuda bhi hoga
Apna hi Rab le lenge
Khud ki bana ke duniya
Ye zindagi jee lenge
Main aur Tum...
Chalo ji aaj saaf saaf kehta hoon
Itni si baat hain mujhe tumse pyaar hai
Yuhi nahi main tum pe jaan deta hoon
Itni si baat hain mujhe tumse pyaar hai
Mujhe tumse... pyaar hai...
As they are swaying slowly to the music, Sanskaar places the small microphone infront of her lips and encourages her to continue... Slowly Swara starts to sing with her melodious voice, sync to the music...
Ek tum, ek main, teeja maangu kya khuda se
Dil doon, jaan doon, kya doon itna bata de
Tera mera rishta hai saanson se bhi naazuk
Tum sa, hum sa, koi duja na hoga na hua re
Do dil sa ek seene mein hai jaise main aur Tum
Ab dono hum ek jeene mein hain jaise main aur Tum
Casting an enchanting spell on everyone present over there with their true pure honest unconditional love..., both SwaSan sang together with broad smiles on their faces... where as Swara's eyes are glassy with uncontrollable tears which are falling freely on to her cheeks without a care.
Jaan se zyada chaha tumko piya re
Harpal, hardum, humdum tumko jiya re
Aaj saaf saaf kehta hoon
Itni si baat hain mujhe tumse pyar hai
Yunhi nahi main tumpe jaan deta hoon
Itni si baat hain mujhe tumse pyar hai
Chalo ji aaj saaf saaf kehta hoon
Itni si baat hain mujhe tumse pyar hai
Mujhe tumse... Pyaar hai...
As soon as they finished the song, Sankaar cups both her cheeks wiping her tears gently nodding his head sideways in no' while Swara just keeps looking at him. He placed a soothing kiss on her forehead and takes her in his arms. They stood in same position forgetting everything until lights gets on and their moment is broken by clapping and whistle sound of everyone present over there. They just broke the hug as their siblings approached them congratulating on their awesome performance teasingly where Sankaar rubbed his hand on back of his neck other hand resting on Swara's waist and Swara shyly lowered her head and snuggle into her husband chest which Sanskaar accepted gladly encaging her in his warm embrace; smile never leaving their bright faces.
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"Boo..." Swara gasps softly out of surprise as she feels a pair of arms take her waist. She already knows who it is and just smiles shyly.
Swara: Where were you? You suddenly left... (breaking the hug and turning towards him) And what was that? (about song and everything)
Sanskaar: I was here...nearby Jaan...got an important official call...Cannot ignore it. (wrapping his arms around her waist) and whats that what' ha.?
Swara: Don't play ignorance. (her hands on his chest) You very well know what I am talking about?
Sanskaar: For your kind information Mrs. Maheshwari, that is called a surprise. (kissing her cheek) Didn't you like it? (frowning)
Swara: (teary eyes) You did so much for me Sanskaar. How can I not like it? Infact I loved it. This is the best surprise I've ever got. Thank you so much sanskaar. (placing a kiss at the corner of his lips)
Sanskaar: (wiping her tears with one hand while the other still around her waist) Did you forgot what I said earlier in our room? Huh...no sorry and no thank you...and of course no tears as well. Samjhi..? (caressing her cheek)
Swara: Haan... (smiling little) Waise, Sanskaar...I didn't know that you could sing so well...
Sanskaar: You don't know many things Mrs. Maheshwari. But you can expect the unexpected from me. (smirking)
Swara just smiles looking into his eyes. Suddenly Sanskaar turns her around taking her in back hug again and pulling her backwards against his frame. She could only blush for his openly display of affection. She attempts to remove herself away from him.
Swara: (embarrassed) What are you doing? Everyone is looking.
Sanskaar places his chin on her shoulder and only pulls her closer towards him.
Sanskaar: So what? Let them look... I want to love my wife... What's so wrong in that?
Swara: But in front of everyone... let go me---this isn't the time. (admonishing him)
Sanskaar: Shonaaa... You think about people too much... Waise bhi, they are not even looking... they are too involved in their own conversations...
Looking around she notices that what he's saying is true. All of their guests have immersed themselves into animate conversations with one another, forgetting their host and hostess of the party. She relaxes back into him, leaning her head against his and sighs contently in his embrace. Attention would not be drawn to them as they are quite distant from the frenzy atmosphere, hanging back beside a column. Also the lights in the hall have been dimmed down, the only source of light coming from the dance floor...
He takes notice of yellow roses and softly kisses her neck before asking, "Where are the flowers from?" Swara closes her eyes and leans closer into him while answering sweetly, "A friend..."
She feels his throat rumble sexily as he huskily teases her by saying, "I did not know you have friends here in Mumbai, Mrs. Maheshwari." ...Swara smiles in a laughing manner, automatically reminded of the first time he had said this. At that time it was sarcastic, but now it is humorous and innocently light. She digs her elbow into his stomach as she says back, "Of course not, because I don't have anyone here but you, now do I?" Sanskaar chuckles after letting out a soft, "ouch," and tightening his hold around her.
Sanskaar: Which friend?
Swara: (smiling) Kyun? Is my husband jealous?
Sanskaar: (playing along) Damn straight I am... Anyone who gifts my wife with a bouquet of flowers and causes her to speak so highly of them obviously makes me feel threatened.
Swara: (giggling) ...Neil... Neil Sharma... Yaad hai? He works at the office?
Sanskaar's face changes, becoming slightly agitated and he removes his arms. Swara feels him turn her around to face him. She becomes confused by his change of attitude. Concernedly she touches his cheek.
Swara: Kya hua?
Sanskaar: Shona, I don't want to behave like an ordering husband, but I really don't want you to have anything to do with him.
Swara: (terribly confused) Kyun nahi? ...He is a nice person and he has always been kind to me. What has he ever done to make you feel like this?
Sanskaar: Call me whatever you want, jealous or crazy, but I just don't like him with you. Never did. The guy's a flirt and if he tries to pull something on you again I'll----
Swara: Pull something on me? Why, Neil would never do something like that. He's never behaved inappropriately with me before nor has ever made me feel uncomfortable.
Sanskaar: (sighs) Sweetheart, you're naive; you don't know what's going on in that guy's head.
Swara: I do know, and it's nothing of that sort as you're thinking. In fact, he had even told me before that I am like a sister to him. We are only good friends.
Swara watches her husband go into deep thought over this and become confused himself. He was so sure...but perhaps he just wasn't able to believe before that a simple friendship was what they really shared and that Neil didn't want anything more.
Sanskaar: (saying more to himself) What did I not say to him. I even threatened to make him into a waiter boy if he didn't stay away from you.
Swara: You what? (shocked) When did you say this?
Sanskaar: ...Three months ago...
It finally starts making sense to her now. "Look, ask your husband! ...Just please leave me alone... I don't want to be a waiter boy." So that was what Neil had meant at the party held for Sanskaar's win over a business deal. Her husband had warned him off from ever speaking to her again because he had thought Neil was looking for something more. Finding this highly amusing, Swara puzzles Sanskaar by giggling, as if this was a very funny matter, however, Sanskaar finds nothing humorous about it.
Sanskaar: Why are you laughing?
Swara: (in between giggles) I am laughing because... I find it very intriguing that you were jealous even back then...
Sanskaar: (finding her conclusion ridiculous) I wasn't jealous...I was simply just looking out for you...
Swara: Yes because that was exactly what you wanted to do at the time, look after me... (giving him a knowing look)
Sanskaar: (looking sheepish, repeating himself) I wasn't jealous...
Swara: Mr. Maheshwari, no excuses of yours are going to be able to explain your reasoning for what you did... (continuing to chuckle)
Seeing him become embarrassed and look away, her giggles subside and Swara takes his chin into her fingers, steering his face back over to him.
Swara: Ab kya hua? (soothingly) Gussa ho? ...Accha sorry baba, I shouldn't have laughed... I just thought it was really cute... Do you want to know what I think Sanskaar?
Sanskaar meets her eyes, showing her that he's listening. Swara smiles and carries on...
Swara: (softly) I think that you have always loved me... ---From the start of our marriage... You were just too arrogant and pigheaded to realize it... (ending teasingly)
She sees surprise register in his eyes by this suggestion and then slowly he begins to ponder thoughtfully over this...
Perhaps she's right. Maybe he has been in love with Swara for a long time now. Even before their marriage once he comes to think of it. What else can explain the reason why he always felt odd with her presence around, out of control and not his cool, determined self? He felt stripped of his normal confidence and did not like having to experience that feeling. He had also been very intimidated by how much they had in common, both their character and general view of life. Possibly that is what drove him to Priya, who was the complete opposite and was someone who didn't make him feel strange and different from his usual self. He was in control, a feeling he was used to and not out of it when around Swara.
Smiling at this discovery, Sanskaar looks back over to his curious wife, who watches him cautiously. He pulls her into his arms and says conformingly to her...
Sanskaar: You might just be right Mrs. Maheshwari...
Swara smiles from his answer and turns pink in the face by his intense molten chocolate eyes gazing at her. She sees him break out into a handsome smile on hearing the music and pulls her even closer, gripping onto her naked waist.
Janam janam janam saath chalna yunhi
Kasam tumhe kasam aake milna yahin
Ek jaan hai bhale do badan ho judaa
Meri hoke humesha hi rehna
Kabhi na kehna alvida
Swara gasps just as she's pushed against his chest and drowns in his stormy depth eyes. "Would you care for another dance, princess?" he asks her sweetly and waits patiently for a reply. A single nod of affirmation gives him his queue to take his wife to the dance floor.
Meri subah ho tumhi aur tumhi shaam ho
Tum dard ho tum hi aaraam ho
Meri duaaon se aati hai bas ye sadaa
Meri hoke humesha hi rehna
Kabhi na kehna alvida
Aha ha ha o...
Meri hoke humesha hi rehna
Kabhi na kehna Alvida...
Swara takes in the song's lyrics and realizes something. She stares up at her husband just as she acknowledges this, only to find his eyes staring back at her and wearing a knowing look on his face.
Ek jaan hai bhale do badan ho judaa
Meri hoke humesha hi rehna
Kabhi na kehna alvida
Meri subah ho tumhi aur tumhi shaam ho
Tum dard ho tum hi aaraam ho
Meri duaaon se aati hai bas ye sadaa
Meri hoke humesha hi rehna
Kabhi na kehna alvida
Aha ha ha o...
Meri hoke humesha hi rehna
Kabhi na kehna Alvida...
She looks at him with shock as he whispers gently in her ear, "I know what you're thinking sweetheart, and yes, this is the very same song that we shared our first dance to...our song."
Teri baahon mein hai mere dono jahaan
Tu rahe jidhar meri jannat wahin
Jal rahi agan hai jo ye do tarfa
Na bujhe kabhi meri mannat yahi
Tu meri aarzu, main teri aashiqui
Tu meri shayari, main teri mausiqi
Confused on how he possibly could remember this considering the circumstances back then, but elated either way, Swara rests her head onto his shoulder and continues to sway to the music in his arms...enjoying the feel of being with him. If she could she would pause time just so she can cherish this moment forever...
Talab talab talab bas teri hai mujhe
Nason mein tu nasha banke ghulna yunhi
Meri mohabbat ka karna tu haq ye adaa
Meri hoke hamesha hi rehna
Kabhi na kehna Alvida...
Meri subah ho tumhi aur tumhi shaam ho
Tum dard ho, tum hi aaraam ho
Meri duaaon se aati hai bas ye sadaa
Meri hoke humesha hi rehna
Kabhi na kehna Alvida...
Aa... alvida..
O... na na..
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"They look so happy, don't they?" she whispers to her husband as she leans her head against his shoulder and holds onto his arm, watching the two dance together, never letting their eyes move from each other's...
Veer smiles in agreement, watching the same scene. He rests his head on his wife's and pulls her into his arms.
Veer: Yes, they do... They are finally happy together. I am glad Sanskaar Bhaiya did not take too long in accepting Swara Bhabhi... She was meant to come into his life either way.
Priya: Hmm. They are meant to be... (softly agreeing to him)
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"Is this some kind of joke? Why would you wish for something like that? ---Do you want me to die," Neil immediately questions her just as he processes what she had asked him to do.
Uttara: Don't act so dramatic Veer. I just want to tell them. There's nothing wrong about what we share.
Neil: Agreed, but when you confront something like this before your own boss, telling him you are seeing his little sister-in-law----then there is something death sentencing about that...Especially when your boss happens to be Sanskaar Maheshwari.
Uttara giggles at his obvious discomfort of even thinking about talking about their relationship to her brother-in-law. Neil frowns at her, not liking how she isn't treating the situation seriously.
Uttara: Neil,, it'll be fine...Promise. Jiju won't act irrational about it, I'm sure. He might not completely feel alright at first, but I know in the end he would want my happiness.
Neil: (uneasy) You want to tell them today itself?
Uttara nods her head in agreement. He sighs heavily in defeat and gives her a hot look.
Neil: You will be the death of me, Gadodia.
She smiles innocently back and kisses him sweetly on the tip of his nose as she wraps her arms around his neck.
Uttara: Well then it would be a sweet death, wouldn't it?
Neil: (groans) You're such a tease... Why do you always choose to behave like this out in open when I'm incapable of doing anything back rather than whenever we are alone?
Uttara: Because just like how you said... I'm a tease. (winks, smug)
Neil grins at her and affectionately plays with her hair, tucking a few strands behind her ear.
Neil: How about we do this... If you really want to tell your sister and Jiju, then I will personally come another time to talk privately with them. I dont want to drop a bomb on them, especially today when they're wrapped up in their own matters... Let's be subtle about this.
He watches as his girlfriend takes a moment to think over what he has said and softly agree with him. Today was about her Jiju and Di... She did not want to steal that away from them.
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Swara gently begins in removing her jhumkes from her ears, untwisting the small knob, unclasping them from her earlobe. She stands before her dresser, ready to remove her jewelry and then change, getting prepared for bed. The party went smoothly and ended with guests leaving one by one, each and every one of them once again wishing for her good health. Sanskaar stayed behind with Laksh downstairs to greet them out while Swara opted to go on upstairs to their bedroom.
She momentarily stills in her actions from surprise as a pair of familiar arms snake around her waist from behind and teasing lips nibble on her ear. She closes her eyes and leans her head back, enjoying the sensation of this and turns her head the other side, allowing him to do the same to the other. He unclips her other earring from her ear and settles it down onto the flat surface of the table. Turning her around, Sanskaar begins in removing her bangles gently for her, placing them onto the dresser carelessly. He kisses her wrists sweetly, moving down to her forearm, up her upper arm, her shoulder. Taking complete possession over her body by keeping his hands firmly on her hips, pressing her into his frame, Sanskaar kisses her in a blazing manner, unable to control the desire burning inside of him. He leaves her no room as she is pushed against the back of the dresser. Her breathing instantly becomes ragged...and she shudders as his cool hands slip under the saree, meeting with her naked stomach...
In the midst of placing fervent kisses along her throat, he nuzzles her neck hotly, causing Swara to grow warm all over.
"I have been wanting to do this for so long...," he whispers to her, his voice filled with desire. Swara brings her arms around him, drawing him close, wanting him to continue the passionate bliss being showered on her. Interpreting this as a willing invitation, Sanskaar presumes in ravishing his wife's lips and sweeps her off her feet, gathering her into his arms, and placing on bed...
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