Posted: 19 July 2012 at 11:11pm | IP Logged
Khushi is drinking Tea when she sees Anjali stepping out of her room, Nani's words still being fresh in her mind , Khushi dutifully steps away from the vision line of Anjali, goes into her own room, still carrying the cup of chai in her hand...Khushi places the Chai on the table, opens the closet and is stunned !! For there perched amongst all her gaudy dresses , amongst the swirl of bright colors is her prince charming giving her one of his endearing smile , smile enuff to melt one's heart , a lovely smile that instantly evokes a answering smile from the other, invoking a chord that reminds her of the previous encounter ... but the smile is quickly checked as Khushi remembers that she still is the angry wife, She valiantly curbs her growing smile , turns her back .. Arnav jumps out , asks her with a smile whether it brings any incident to her memory, Khushi being the consummate imp lies barefacedly saying that Hmm-mmm She does not have even a teeniest memory of what is burned in her heart, Undeterred , A nonchalant Arnav picks up his coffee Mug and splashes it on her face unrepentantly asking 'AB'
.. A spluttering Khushi who very well remembers THIS incident since she was the one who threw the Tea in the first glares ferociously at Arnav, turns her back and wants to stalk away from him but her lord and master whose tolerance level was always low will not have it, with clenched teeth grabs her hand, begins the ABCD of being the loving ASR when the voice of NKBC [ Nand Kishore Broadcasting Service ] echoes in ASR's mind , he swallows his anger, turns the taps on charm again and becomes Arnav ...The Lambkin Khushi not knowing any better , snatches her hand away, provokes the sleeping Tiger in him and tries to make a dash for it , The Tiger provoked beyond measure , grabs th fluffy Rabbit again , twirls her towards him, crushes her onto his lean , hard frame promising her a lesson on what he can do, the smile seductive , as he casually , languidly pulls the hair and places his hands on the dori, initiating the memories of their first encounter, triggering runaway emotions in Khushi, A Khushi who recognizes the dangers of being placed in such a situation, her disobedient body reacting to the caress of his finger tips , her emotions betraying her as anger and desire fight for supremacy !!..Anger wins, she pushes him away, pours the Tea on to his face and scowls at him, proving to him that she too is a kitten with claws.. The Tiger is fully provoked , Gone is the restraint as ASR seizes Khushi and pulls him towards her, dashing her hard against him..Khushi clings to him like a creeper that has clung to a tall, strong tree , the silent war of will continues as they continue their battle through their eyes, Khushi's eyes is the first to fall , unable to face the fiery passion of Arnav , Khushi hisses out that Arnav is transgressing his limits , Arnav bites out that he can cross his limits as she is HIS WIFE !!.. Khushi tries to puncture this assertion by telling tartly that she does not recognize him as her Husband !!.. That is like a red cloth to a raging Bull, A Bull moreover in the throes of passion, picking up the gauntlet , Arnav swears to get her to accept him as her husband !! Being the perfect gentleman, he seeks to stamp the new challenge with a kiss .. His eyes drinking her in , he moves for the kill ,,,,Khushi, A quivering Khushi who is getting very much drawn in to his seduction, who is being lost in the fires of emotion is slowly but surely melting ...The wife in her wanting to be in his arms while the woman in her does not want to be subjugated ... But it is a losing battle as Khushi begins to drown in the pool of love, desire WHEN interruption comes in the form of HP !!
OMG I CAN NOT BELIEVE IT..
I was reading this paragraph and bingo.@bold red sentence in front of me. It gave me a deja vu of yesterday when i wanted to strangle HP to pieces.
What an awesome writeup sathya... I had goosebumps
Edited by sree07 - 20 July 2012 at 4:43am