FIDAA | (On Hold till Indefinite Time)

CHAPTER - 24

I am falling. For him. Deep and Hard. This is so deep that I sometimes feel that it will consume me. My soul has surrendered to him. My heart is chanting his name with each and every beat. His being has just covered my thoughts in such a way as the clouds cover the sky on a rainy day. Dark, deep and passionate. The way the stormy winds bring shivers to the person I feel those while I hear his name. This feeling is so deep that it would consume me till the edge and I would also let it consume me till the edge.

Aadhrit I have fallen for you.

Why and How? The way he protects me. The way he cares for me. The way he never forgets my comfort and the way he holds me like a fragile glass doll. His touches are so passionate yet so soft and feathery. His eyes while he looks at me conveys all those words of his which he is unable to utter. The intensity while he just takes my name is so deep that it leaves me of nowhere. How could I have not fallen for him? For such a man. How could I not surrender myself to him?

His name is etched on my heart and soul and I am just his. For lifelong. For eternity.

The confession that was just made now on Aahana's head was enough to prove that she is in love with Aadhrit. Her husband. These thoughts were running in her mind from some days now but the events that had taken place today had surely made her thoughts firm. Her mind drifted back to today.

Flashback......

It was the day of a puja at the ancient royal temple of Mahadev of whom the Rathores were a devotee of. The time Aahana had heard about it she was just squealing happily beacuse she was the biggest of of Mahadev. He was the God, the deity that she was a staunch believer of and this was the annual puja that was going to take place at the magnoficient temple about which she had only heard till now. There was a lot of hustle and bustle about it and preparations had been started beforehand only.

The alarm of her phone rang waking up from her sleep. It was 4 am in the winter morning. There was just fog and immense cold outside but knowing that they had to depart from the house by 6 am she reluctantly woke up. The whole room was warm and comfy as there were temperature regulators installed in the whole house. Her mother in law had already instructed her that as she today there was this puja, she had to dress up just like a newly wedded bride.

Sighing she took out the heavy dress and keeping it in the closet went inside the washroom to get ready. After taking the hot shower she went inside the closet to get ready. She wore the blouse and the underskirt and started pleating the saree but the saree being too heavy she was unable to pleat it and eventually got tangled in it. When suddenly the door of the walk in closet opened and there stood her husband all dressed in a grey Kurta looking so handsome with wet hairs sprawled all over his forehead. The sleeves of the kurta were folded till his elbow and his wrist was adorned with a watch which Aahana liked the most on him.

She had often seen him wearing the dark brown strapped analog watch. Although there were many watches which were a part of his collection, but this particular one was her favourite and she loved it when her wore it. Moving up his wrists she saw the veins that were on his arms which looked so manly and so appealing. Her gaze when moved up she saw the upper two buttons of his kurta undone giving a view of his hard chest. But the most appealing thing which made her stay still were his eyes. His eyes were so beautiful and they looked so dark with dilated pupils. She always envied his long lashes which touched his cheekbones when he closed his eyes. And while she was just looking at him he stepped forward.

When she saw him moving ahead she immediately lowered her eyes and again started struggling with her saree. He came forward amd slowly held her wrists stopping her from messing with the saree. She looked at him and he took the cloth from her hand amd started draping it properly. After completely draping it he turned her around and shifted all her wet hairs aside on her one shoulder. He traced all his fingers slowly from the nape of her neck to the middle of her band very slowly and took both the strings of the blouse and tied them. All this while Aahana had her eyes closed and after he tied the blouse strings she held his hands and moved in the front and kept them on her waist. While his one hand slipped inside the saree and she got goosebumps all over her body and she leaned band and kept her head on his chest. Aadhrit held her closer and tightened his hold on her.