《TAMED AND TAINTED》FRIEND AND FOE
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Light surpassed through the curtains into their bedroom. Abhimaan opened his eyes to see Meera hovering over him.
"Good morning Maan" Meera wished
"Good morning Biwi" Abhimaan wished back rolling on the bed along with a giggling Meera.
"Maan aaj se Ghanghor ki puja shuru ho rahi hai"
(Maan from today the festive period of Ghanghor will begin)
"Ummm pata hai" Abhimaan said nuzzling his nose in Meera's chest
(Ummm I know)
"Toh humne jaldi ready hokar niche chalna chahiye"
(So we should get ready fast and should go downstairs as soon as possible)
"Okay" saying so Abhimaan bit near her cleavage
"Issshh.....Maan dukhta hai" Meera hissed
(Issssshh.....Maan it hurts)
"Sorry........come I have a surprise for you" Abhimaan picked Meera in his arms and walked inside their bathroom
After bathing Meera was about to wear something when Abhimaan halted her actions by presenting her a beautiful attire.
"May I help you to get ready?" Abhimaan asked
"Ji aap...."
(You?)
"Listen Meera and listen very carefully...... lehenga choli laya mein, woh bhi mere pasand ka that to meri biwi ke liye toh usse pehen nauga bhi mein aur utarunga bhi mein" Abhimaan in a sexily whispered with a serious expression on his face
(Listen Meera and listen very carefully......i brought this attire by myself, as per my preference and that to for my wife so because this it will be me and only me who will help you get ready wearing this and by the end of the day it will also be me who will help you to get rid of the dress)
Abhimaan was helping less and teasing Meera more in the name of making her ready for the puja. When finally Meera got ready , Abhimaan whistled taking in her appearance.
"Kabhi kabhi na you sound like a roadside chapri" Meera sarcastically commented
(Sometimes you sound like a terrible roadside Romeo)
"Fuck you Meera, mein idhar romantic hone ka kosish kar raha hun aur tum ........ leave it......" Abhimaan turned to leave
(Fuck you Meera, here am trying to be romantic and you...... leave it.....)
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"Acha acha sorry sorry.......mere romantic hubby you can be as much romantic as you want" Meera said knotting her hand behind his neck
"Ofcourse I will be......tum hoti kon ho mujhe apni Biwi se romance karne se marna karne ke liye" Abhimaan narrowed his eyes by pulling Meera closer with her waist
(Ofcourse I will be......who the hell you are to forbid me from being romantic with my wife)
"Mein pakka thik lag rahi hun na?" Meera asked nervously about her appearance
(You sure that am looking fine?)
"Aaaaa nhi actually lipstick thoda zyada dark ho gya hai tumhara..... wait mein abhi thik kar deta hun" within a second Abhimaan attached his lips with hers. Chewing it, sucking it, kissing her hard.
(Aaaa no actually your lipstick seems to be more dark in shade than required..... wait i will help you out)
"Perfect" Abhimaan winked at Meera
"mein jaun abhi niche?" Meera asked
(Shall I go down now?)
"Go...I will join you in few minutes"
Meera came downstairs, to look at the puja arrangements.
"Bhabi ma, kitna pyara lehenga hai apka.......pakka bhai ki pasand hogi" Sanyukta said
(Bhabi ma , your lehenga is so beautiful...... definitely this would be Bhai's choice)
"Han han bhai ki pasand aur meri mehnat....... apko pata hai bhabi ma, bhai kal meeting mein busy thay aur isiliye mujhe bheja shopping karne..... ek ek lehenge ki karigari ki photo bheji phir video call pe selected lehenge ko mannequin ko pehen nake dikhaya ......phir jake bhai ne yeh pasand kiya ......finnnaaallly" Aviral said almost on the verge of tears for the torture he faced yesterday
(Yeah yeah bhai's choice and my hardwork........you know bhabi na, bhai was busy yesterday in some meetings so he sent me to do the shopping....... i had to sent him each and every minute details of the lehengas, after that via video call he saw the trial on mannequin........then only he finally selected this lehenga for you)
"Serves you right....aur maaniye apne bhai ki baat aur kariye prank hum par" Meera scoffed and left shrugging followed by Sanyukta who before leaving, teasingly said "chi Aviral bhai apse yeh prank wrank ki umeed nhi thi hume"
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(Serves you right.......now go and listen more to your bhai's orders and do more pranks on me)
Abhimaan came down to perform certain hereditary rituals along with other family members. After the rituals everyone gather in the dinning hall for breakfast and left for their respective works after eating.
On the way to office, Abhimaan's phone pinged with a message 'thank you for such a beautiful gift.....and dare you agar apne Aviral ko pareshan kiya toh.....'
(..........And dare you if you try to trouble Aviral)
'dhamki de rahi ho, biwi?...... pareshan kiya toh kya karogi' Abhimaan replied via text
(Are you threatening me, wife?........what you gonna do If i trouble Aviral?)
Upon receiving the text Meera looked here and there, searching for a particular thing to blackmail Abhimaan and her eyes landed on......she smirked
'Thik hai, mat maniye meri baat phir mein sare apke pasand didar liquor jo apne room mein sambhal kar rakha hai usse fek dungi' Meera texted back
(Fine then, don't pay heed to my request and in return i will throw all your liquors close to your heart, which you have showpiece in the room)
'thik hai koi nhi, mein dubara khareed lunga' Abhimaan sent a reply
(Go ahead, throw them, i will purchase again)
'kuch hai esa jisse mein apko blackmail kar sakti hun?'
(Is there anything using which I can blackmail you?)
'hai toh....par mein bolunga nhi cause you aren't good by heart and you might use it against me' Abhimaan sent the message provoking Meera
(There is definitely something.......but i won't tell you cause you aren't good by heart and you might use it against me)
'Good heart nhi hun na mein thik thik aaj aap ghar ao phir I will show you' Meera texted
(Am not good by heart right?, Fine then come home then i will show you)
'pakka you will show me.....ooh Biwi you have no idea how much am longingly to see your hidden things' Abhimaan said in a double meaning
'chi chi chi go do your work...mein bhi kabhi kabhi bhul jati hun with whom am arguing' Meera gave up
(Chi chi chi go do your work.......why do i keep on forgetting with whom am arguing)
'reached at office ttyl biwi'
'come home soon, will be waiting for you'
With this both ended their textual conversation
IN THE EVENING
Meera was performing certain rituals but she was new to this world. Having no female on her side since back have kept her isolated with regard to all these festivals and rituals. It was always Abhimanyu, who meant the world to her.
She hardly knows about any rituals but whatever Amrita Devi or Ahana Rathore asks her to do she performs it with her complete heart and mind without a thought of hesitation.
But this too served the ground for her enemies to bully her. Rudrani Devi had her eyes on Meera to torment her infront of everyone for being an unknowledgeable orphan.
All the family members went to the bawdi (stepwell) inorder to perform the rituals. The female Rathores rather than taking the extraordinary privilege of being royals, always believed in mingling with the common mass when they are in a public gathering. But due to lots of crowd Meera lost her touch with her family members. It was a perfect opportunity for Rudrani Devi to strike her down.
"Meera yahan thoda jagah khali hai let them perform their practices, you do yours over here" Rudrani Devi said while dragging Meera to an isolated space away from her family members
(Meera here the crowd is less, let them perform their practices, you do yours over here)
"Par bua sa mujhe kuch pata nhi inn sare rituals ke bare mein....will you please guide me?" Meera politely requested to Rudrani Devi
(But aunt i have no idea regarding the performance of rituals........ Will you please guide me?)
"Ooh c'mon Rudrani.....help karde bichari ko" Meera heard a known voice from behind. The voice of Rudrani Devi's friend and Meera's foe.
(Ooh c'mon Rudrani..... help her out)
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