Unattainable Love (SS)

Akh Lad Jaave

Annika's P.O.V.

Two years have passed since the day I burnt a certain blue eyed businessman's memories in the fire. After that, I didn't dare to turn back. Blocked him on all social media so that I don't get his updates, avoided newspapers which showed his information, avoided news channels of such information. In short, stayed away from his life.

My life had been blissful these past years. His thoughts did invade me but I controlled myself. I made two friends, Gauri Sharma and Bhavya Rathore who seemed like my soul sisters. I regret not meeting them before. They know all about him and it was them who explained to me that love is love. It can never be illogical.

Gauri is a business student like me although she has done minor in art as well. Bhavya completed her degree in criminology and will be moving to India in three days to pursue her career as an IPS officer.

About me, I have been well. Passed Masters with flying colours, did praiseworthy internships and now, I restarted Papa's business. The only difference is, I set the base here in London. Business is blooming, thankfully and as it was papa's dream, I will be moving to India soon as well, to set the branch in India.

It was Bhavya's farewell night so Gauri, Bhavya and I along with some other friends decided to hit the club. Tomorrow's Sunday, hence I can get as drunk as I want. Since, Maa and Saahil's also out for a trip, I have the house to myself. Hence, no scoldings from Maa.

As soon as we entered the club, Bhavya pulled us towards the drink counter and ordered vodka shots. Soon we were drunk, and grooving to the beats of Stereo Love on the dance floor. Gauri being the shy one did dance but kept safe distance from the boys around. As for Bhavya, she did the same. However, I didn't.

I couldn't, basically. This is how I passed the last two years. Clubbing and engaging in no strings attached hot sex, in order to forget him. Well, I did succeed. Slightly, not completely.

Gauri and Bhavya were well aware of my playgirl nature as they thought I'm over Shivaay now. If they came to know, I did this to forget him, they'll tie me up and never leave me alone in club. Getting bored of the western beats, I walked over to the DJ and asked him to play a desi number to which, he obliged.

I went towards the counter and drank two more shots before moving back towards the dance floor. By now, I was heavily drunk. I saw a handsome man, sitting on the opposite counter. I couldn't make his face since I was heavily drunk and it was dark too, but I could surely see him blue eyes which reminded me of him. I needed this man tonight.

Jo akh lad jaave
Saari raat neend na aave
Meinu bada tadpaave
Dil chain kahin na paave paave paave

Jo akh lad jaave
Saari raat neend na aave
Meinu bada tadpaave
Dil chain kahin na paave paave paave

I seductively walked towards him and pulled him towards the dance floor. He resisted being shocked at first but then gave in. I turned and wrapped his hands around me from the back grooving to the song and grinding against him.

(Haan haan...)

Khann khann khann khann choodi
Teri khann khann khann khann khanke re
Khann khann khann khann khanke (aah!)
Vekh vekh ke chehra
Mera dil yeh dhak dhak dhadke re
Dil yeh dhakk dhakk dhadke

Tarsaave, tere bin yeh reh na paave
Maahi jo tu na aave aave aave...

Feeling his bulge, I turned towards him and wasted no time in slamming my lips against his and kissing him hard. Don't know why, tonight doesn't feel like the usual nights. It feels different. I don't feel like someone who's being lusted over. I feel safe.

Akh lad jaave
Saari raat neend na aave
Meinu bada tadpaave
Dil chain kahin na paave paave paave

As the song ends I pulled him towards the corner room which was dimly lit as well and locked the door. He was about to stop me but I pushed him on the bed and yet again, slammed my lips on his. He tried resisting but gave in later on and started reciprocating wildly.

He moved towards my neck and started kissing as I moaned loudly kissing and nibbling his crook in turn. I tried moving my hands down to his pants but he stopped me. Thinking it was too soon, I kissed him again, taking his shirt off him in the process. I kissed his chest and was about to open my own dress when I started feeling dizzy and fell unconscious.

I woke up after some hours to some light snores. Opening my eyes, I realised I was in the club. I remember making out with a handsome man but I don't recall going all the way with him. I realised I was actually sleeping on top of a shirtless man and knew at once, he was the one I kissed last night. I sighed getting up and looked at the guy, only to get the biggest shock of my life making me shout.

"FUCK."