After their extraordinarily eventful night and a passionate morning season both haseena and krish lay beside each other. Both of them were silent and no words were being uttered , they were just enjoying the peaceful silence in the room. Also haseena was so sore and tired that she didn't have any energy left , krish too was tired but her passion for haseena was enough to make all her tiredness and fatigue vanish.
Krish turned towards haseena who was looking at the fan with a relaxed and flushed face. Krish balanced herself on her one elbow and with the other hand she held haseena's chin and made her turn towards herself. Looking deeply into her eyes filled with pure love and passion she uttered slowly "yeh kya ker diya h aapne hume haseena? Hum pagal ho gye h aapke pyaar main ...har taraf sirf aap nazar aati h..humari rooh main bas gyi h aap...is tarah ...ki hum khud bhi aapko nhi nikal payange" Haseena looked into her deep brown eyes which were only showing the honesty and sincerity of her words. Her love , her passion always made haseena speechless.
Krish kissed her forehead lovingly and sincerely while whispering very slowly almost to herself "you are consuming me haseena ...the whole of me..your name is carved on my heart".
Haseena looked at her Weird Stanger with love and a smooth smile and said "I love you krishu , and humare pass ek surprise h aapke liye"
"Accha ji aur kya h aapka surprise?" Krish asked excitedly. While haseena shushed her and said "pahle fresh hokar aaiye fir batate h, ab chaliye uthiye" she said playfully pushing krish as she herself also got up to get fresh.
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Krish after taking a shower and getting dressed was very happy and excited , it was the best morning of her life , her love was hers now mentally, physically solely and she just couldn't express how much she loved her. She was busy combing her hair when she heard something .A very faint sound of something she couldn't recognise properly. She came out of her room and realised it was a guitar's tune. She followed the music till her instruments room , where what she saw made her eyes come out of their sockets and land on the floor.
Haseena was sitting on the chair with one of Krish's electric guitars in her hand and was playing it as if she had mastered the art of guitar playing. Krish had just started teaching her the basic acoustic guitar and this woman was professionally playing an electric guitar. How???
But the next thing that happened shocked her even more. Haseena looked at her with a sweet smile while playing the familiar rhythm of a song and then....she started singing looking directly at krish.
Suna Hai Tere Dil Pe Mera
Kahin Na Kahin Naam Likha Hai
Dekho Na Meri Aakhon Mein Tum
Chipa Hai Tera Khwaab Chipa HaiKaise Batau Kitna Chahun Main Tumhe
Leja Jarurat Ho To Meri Dhadkane
Inme Sunayi Degi Meri KhwaisheinHaseena was looking at krish very lovingly with a serene smile and her voice melodious and so soft , just magical. She was conveying all her love through the lyrics of the song which was originally sung by krish only.
Rehte Hai Na
Ye Hamesha Rang Roop Dono
Zindagi Ka Ye Safar Hai
Chaav Dhoop DonoIn Hawaon Mein Rahegi
Teri Meri Khushbu
Tere Piche Main Chalungi
Jahan Jayega TuShe was no less then a professional singer , there wasn't any mistake, anywhere. Krish who was still rooted at her spot was drumstruck by her voice , her playing and her way of showing love. Haseena kept the guitar down and came towards krish. She took her hand in hers and kissed it saying..
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