《Living My Fantasy》25. The Dream Kiss
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This chappieee is dedicated to my sweet sautan . Aka Mrs.Sanam Puri (main bhi wahi hu 😜😜)
Hope u love it sautan ji. Khud ko imagine kar liyo 😉😉😉 Acha chalo bye!
"Just come na..." I pulled him and stood up. He held my hand and we walked down the stairs. "Why are we going down?"
"You will know." And then I stop at a spot.
"Now this is a surprise. " he said happily when he spotted a small roof terrace outside and the window was large enough to pass through it.
He jumped out and helped me to get down.
The wind blowing there was cold. It
could rain any minute now. Just then my phone rang Lag jaa gale ke phir yeh..
The ringtone told me that it was bhai!
I picked up his call, "Bhai! Kaise hai? Pahoch gaye aap? " I jumped in excitement and Sanam laughed making me frown .
"Shanti..shanti.. I am fine and yes I am in Saudi now. Dekh international calling charge hai." We talked for couple of minutes and then hung up the call. I was smiling broadly after talking with my brother after ages and then I heard a loud thunder that made me flinch.
"Its going to rain. Let's get in." I said while walking from there but he stopped me by holding my wrist.
I turned back to look at him. I bobbed my head asking him what.
"Stay here." He smiled and I turned back. How can I deny to my most favorite person with this beautiful smile ?
We sat on the edge with slow drop of rain falling on us. Oh Lord! This so like typical bollywood masala movie.
"This is so filmy, isn't it?" I asked him with chuckle. He laughed "Your whole love story is filmy."
I narrowed my eyes at him "your?"
"Our, our story." He smiled and I nodded with a grin. He continued "Story ki starting hoti hai." He made camera gesture with his hand and kept it focused in front of my face "with the girl fangirling over her favorite singer and on the other hand..." he played cool, "the handsome singer.." I interrupted him my my chuckle, "what? " he looked at me. I shook my head and gestured him to continue.
"Hmmm...so...haa! The singer working hard..."
"On his video game?" I said suppressing my laugh and he looked at me with his lip parted thinking what to say but then he winked with a nod making me laugh. Just then the lighting struck again and cloud roared loudly, I held his hand tightly.
"You are scared of your own name?" (Warisha=Lightning ) He laughed.
"You remember? " he nodded.
I looked up at him and his eyes held the same light as it did earlier. Scared of what can happen next I stood up, he did too.
It was raining heavily now. I ran toward the tower but he held my hand and pulled me to himself.
My hands rested on his chest and his hand holding me by my waist. My heart was beating loudly and then he pulled me in his warm embrace and hummed, "Lag jaa gale ke phir ye haseen raat ho na ho. Shayad phir is janam me mulakat ho na ho."
I looked up at him smiling, he winked and twirled me, swaying slowly and repeated "Lag jaa gale ke phir ye haseen raat ho na ho. Shayad phir is janam me mulakat ho na ho."
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We were moving slowly, The cold night and I am in his warms arms, the sound of the rain with his beautiful voice. This is everything that I want. My hands were around his neck and my eyes lost in his. Those eyes, I can look at them forever....
"Humko mili hai aaj yeh ghariyaan naseeb se, jee bhar ke dekh lijiye .." he pulled me closer, "humko kareeb se." Making me blush.I looked away. He kept his finger on my cheek,making me look at him "phir aapke naseeb mein yeh baat ho na ho. Shayad phir janam mein mulakat ho na ho. Lag jaa gale."
This feeling is so beautiful; just like this night. Both of us soaked in rain but still I felt warm because of him. It was only him which mattered to me right now. But what if this all doesn't belong to me really? The song which he was singing right now for us was making me emotionally weak because I didn't even know that I'll be able to see him again or not after he leave from here.
I walked away from him as I realised this and he said the next verse holding my hand, "pass ayiye ke hum nahi ageinge baar baar." I closed my eyes hugging him again with all my strength, feeling his presence, his warmth, his love, and everything which I was scared of losing. I smiled as tears escaped from my eyes after realizing that I am scared to lose something which is barely mine. "Baahe gale mein daal ke hum role zaar zaar." He pulled a little away but still close and looked into my eyes which were glassy, and I don't know what was prickling in it, the rain water or my tears, "Aankhon se phir yeh pyaar ki barsaat ho na ho. Shayad phir janam mein mulakat ho na ho. Lag jaa gale."
We were looking at each other. My mind battling thousands of thoughts. I don't wanna lose him. I don't want to lose this feeling. I don't want to lose anything that he gave me in these days.
I was looking at him with pleading eyes through which I wanted him to know that what does he mean to me. How much he mean to me. I love him. I love him so much. Please tell me that you won't forget me and this night means something to you also. Please.
The lightning struck again and I hugged him tightly, "Sanam." He hugged me back. I closed my eyes and we stayed like that for few moments, then I pulled myself out of his embrace. Looking in his eyes, "I love those eyes of yours." I said and the water drops were making it more beautiful. If I know anything about love then I can say that; love was what I saw in his eyes when I looked at them.
"Only eyes?"
"And that curly hair which you keep hiding beneath your caps and hoods." I tried to hide my nostalgic feeling through my theses sentences.
"You love it?" He chuckled with his glassy eyes and I nodded. "Yours are curly too."
I nodded again with tears rolling down my face which were hidden because of rain and his eyes were red as well.
The wind blew strongly making my wet hair stick on my face. He moved his hands from my waist and brushed the hair off from my face with his fingers.
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He cupped my face in his palms, looking into my eyes he said:
"People lie when they say that rain can hide tears. And if it does then why can I see yours? "
I shook my head slowly looking down "I don't know." I said keeping my hands on his. "I don't know anything except that I love you. I love you so much that thinking about losing you makes my heart stops to beat." I said while crying and hugging him, "you know like writers says... when something hurts us emotionally, it's weird that we feel some sort..sort of pain in our chest... I am feeling like that Sanam... I am feeling like that! I can feel that pain. I-"
"Shush.." he held me tighter "don't say like that. Don't cry, it's killing me to see you like this." he said after pulling away, "You're not going lose me, understand ?"
I looked at his tear filled eyes. He brought his face close to mine. His breath was warm in between those drops of water and cold wind . I closed my eyes when his warm and soft lips met mine.
I never knew that a kiss could say a thousand feeling. I never believed in it when I read it everywhere but now, when I am being kissed in the same way...I could feel all my fears draining away from me. I could feel the love that I was scared to lose. He pulled me even closer to him and I wrapped my arms around his shoulder, I could feel the warmth of his body on mine, penetrating through the soaked material. I showered all my feelings for him through that kiss.
As they say in novels; the soft passionate kiss that says our unsaid feelings. So, I guess they mean something like that?
He pulled back and rested his forehead on mine. Both of us were smiling but with tears.
"Even I don't want to lose -" I cut him off keeping my finger on his lips.
"I know. " I left my sentence in between blushing red I said: "This was my first kiss." My lips were still warm from his touch. He was smiling.
After sharing our first kiss, we forget all our fear and the tears which were now streaming, were tears of love and happiness; not of fear.
He took me in his embrace, lifting me up and swirled. "Sanam!" I laughed as he held me up from ground, "What?" He looked up and I had to look down to meet his eyes.
"I love you!" I screamed. He kept me down, "I love you, too!"
This words coming from him were making me fly. I was smiling broadly on what was happening. Heaven!
"I don't know what else to say. This feeling... it is so new."
"You don't have to....waise hi bohout bol chuki ho." He softly smacked my forehead with his making me giggle.
We held each other hand while walking back to the tower. He climbed up and then help me to pass through the window and got inside the tower.
I took my purse which I left there, and walked up inside the tower.
When we reached there, I shivered because of the wet cloth. His phone had died so, it was mine which was lightening now.
"You are cold." He said and I shook my head. He rolled his eyes "Yeah, yeah." He gave me his dry hood which he left
here. Yes! He was wearing his hood here.
"Yeh bhi bheeg jayega." I said.
"Phen lo." He said.
"I am fine."
He sat on his one knee, "I am not asking you to wear it, I am ordering you." His voice was firm. I gulped seeing his commanding eyes and without any further delay I wore his over sized hood. "Good." He smiled and took is soaked T-shirt off.
I shut my eyes and heard him laugh. "You can open your eyes."
I looked up at him with my one eye opened and other closed. He had worn his T-shirt back after draining the extra water from it. He came near and turned the light off.
"Sa-"
"Shush..I am going down. Call me when you are done."
Call him when I am done? But done with what?
"Done?"
"Idiot." I heard him muttering as his footstep said he was leaving. "Sanam, don't leave me alone!" I requested and his footstep stopped. "I am fin-"
"You will catch cold if you wear that soaked dress whole night."
"Just stay. Please."
It's dark. Too dark. I don't want to be left alone in here. The silence told me that he hadn't moved.
I did as I was ask. Then I turned on the flash light. He was standing leaning on the wall and after seeing that I am done, he walked up.
"Itna dar adhere se?" I remain quite and he sat on my opposite.
It was still raining. My phoned beeped twice and darkness surrounded us again. Andhera...... "Sa-"
"I am here." He held my hand. Weird how he was able to find my hand in darkness. All my stressed washed away with his touch.
I held his hand moving close to him. "You know what? I am scared of three things; darkness, height and lightning. And see all of it is present today." He chuckled hearing this, "and what's weird you know?" I asked him again .
"What?"
"I love one thing and it is here, too." I smiled, though he couldn't see it.
"And what's that?" He asked, maybe looking at me?
"You."
He put his arm around me and pulled me closer. "You are freezing. " he said.
"Doesn't matter." I kept my head on his shoulder "It's worth it." His body was still warm, though he was the one in wet cloths. At least I was wearing his dry hood but still.
He moved his fingers in my hair, and I was hearing his heartbeat. This was so relaxing, the darkness, the rain and his warm hug. My life changed in these three days.
He was humming to me on my request and with his soothing voice and magically moving fingers in my hair, the sleep engulfed me.
A/N- Sanammmmm..... Yeh ek din jaan lekar hi manega.
Btw, kaisa laga yeh chappieee.... mujhe to bilkul mast 😍😍😍 uff ufff.
I was smiling and blushing so hard while writing this.
Okay okay.. I should stop here..
Above one was the previous AN but this one is after editing and I was crying while writing it, not crying but yeah..nostalgic for sure!
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