Saundarya ~ The Epitome Of Sacrifice

Chap 28- Sin

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NOTE: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS MY OWN THOUGHTS AND IDEA. IF YOU DON'T AGREE WITH ME, ITS FINE. BUT I WOULD APPRECIATE THAT YOU DON'T FLOOD THE COMMENTS WITH NEGATION.

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Saundarya's POV,

I was doing nothing, just staring at the green grass with yellow butterflies invading the spaces, the soft wind blowing, regenerating our senses, the sun pouring all its warmth out, basking the cold humanity.

A small smile formed on my face as I remembered how I was caged between his arms, his fingerings caressing my curve, how I was lost in his greens, the vast open field with deep green blades of grass here and there specked with some irregular mustard flowers. I took a deep breath.

He loved me. I loved him.

It sounded surreal. The lustre of love, painting my black and white life golden, with ribbons of red binding our story together, scene by scene, episode by episode.

I stared at the water. Which was calm today, but the raging waterfall became all the more violent with the stormy weather and the rains.

We were returning today. He had gone to the bazaar to get something and I was sitting by our made home, waiting for his arrival. A low grunt of the horse and I immediately shot up on my legs. Bad decision, I could feel myself swaying a bit but I cared less.

"Let's go..Lotus.."

I blushed at his given name, as he peered into me, my eyes, adore and love, care and fulfilment, top of the ladder,eternal bliss. I nodded, breaking our eye contact as I put my palm over his outstretched hand. He held my waist, hoisting me up on the back of the horse.

He pulled the reins and guided us out from the hidden water cave. The smell of freshness and dampness hit my nostrils. I couldn't help but think, I had nothing so particular about me, a dark skinned girl, weak and spoiled, thin and frail, unwanted and worthless. What's that he liked about me?

"What's going on in that pretty little head of yours?"

"What do you like about me..Kunwarsa?"

He looked at me with slitted eyes, thinking about the outcome of the question. He took a deep breath. I could see his nostrils flared a bit, his jaw clenched, and his knuckles turning white at the utmost pressure on the reins.

He held the reins as he put his feet on the saddle and climbed up, sitting behind me. Shwait came to a stop. As far as the naked eye could see, it was only green and shining dazzles of water droplets coating the upper side of some broad and some long leaves.

"Are you...angry..I just asked what came to my mind Kunwarsa...It's just that neither am I beautiful nor am I of any worth, except being a burden.."

"Either you stop...or I kiss you breathless.."

Crimson crept up to my cheeks at his words, the feel of his soft pink fullness on mine blurred my thoughts. He was whispering behind my ear, making goosebumps rise on my skin, trailing till the back of my neck.

"External beauty doesn't faze me...I am in love with your soul..Your pureness, your innocence, your taintless humanity...Not to mention that your beauty surpasses that of all the women...If you think that your skin colour matters then let me tell you..The Mother Divine..She is dark.....The constructor of all, Lord Krishna...he was dark...Darkness is reality....It's the truth..You are my sin, my bronze beauty...Don't think such about yourself..Love yourself..only then can you love others...That includes me...It's the circumstances that has made you think like this..forget what has occurred, live the present and don't predict the future..Leave it in the hands of destiny...Like you said.'What's destined to happen will occur'..Did you understand?..My princess.."