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Wasn't he supposed to ask her out for coffee..or is he waiting for her to make a move.He won their bet , didn't he? She expected him to come , Thoda tho style maarta but he didn't Or did he not consider it to be his win ...

Taking break from her thoughts Swara diverted her attention into the book before her. Today she picked up John Keats, one of her favorites .

Swara's love for poetry stemmed from her Mom's love for the same . There was one poem which was loved by Sharmistha more deeply .. It was Still I rise by Maya Angelou. Swara always felt this poem somehow reflected her mom's fight over years standing up for herself in society which tried to dampen her ,put her down in every way ..

You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I'll rise.

Did you want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops,
Weakened by my soulful cries?

You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
You may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I'll rise.

Leaving behind nights of terror and fear
I rise
Into a daybreak that's wondrously clear
I rise
Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,
I am the dream and the hope of the slave.
I rise
I rise
I rise.

Those lines were etched in her memory ..and slowly poetry started fascinating her. Poetry she always felt is a worthy expression of emotion, or deep feelings, and aesthetics, or a sense of what is beautiful about the world and also a way to understand how language and symbol systems work. Everyday at the end college , done with her subject notes ..she picked a poem and soaked herself into it, trying to decipher.It somehow made her feel relaxed and happy.

Her Eyes lingered on first four lines from An Ode to Autumn by John Keats

Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness,

Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun;

Conspiring with him how to load and bless

With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eves run;

Often autumn is treated as season of gloom, chill and loneliness and the tragic sense of old age but here Keats depicted the autumn season as unique and its role of completing the round of seasons make it a part of the whole. Although autumn will be followed by the cold and barren winter, winter itself will in turn give way to fresh spring. How beautiful and it's all about perception isn't it ? The way we look at it .. and mention of autumn brought back some memories.

It was during her visit to Srinagar during college trip in Nasim Bagh which is located on western shore of Dal Lake.

Nasim bagh - literally means "The Garden of Morning Breeze. A picturesque garden with its thousands of Chinar trees is known as one of the most tranquil places in Srinagar. They were put up at Butt's Clermount Houseboat moored next to Nasim Bagh. And on one morning as Swara walked down with few of her friends and caught sight of the rows of magnificent trees with the wide expanse of the Dal Lake and beautiful mountain tops in the backdrop with delicate mist, it filled her with an out-of-the-world sensation .The beautiful sight of those caramel coloured leaves swaying down gently with the wind to reach earth , painted in all kinds of beautiful reds and oranges, very vibrant, like carpet of gold.

A soft smile spread on her lips recalling it ..it still stayed with her till date, Just a thought of it still makes her happy ...

Smiling Swara quickly scribbled few notes in her book.

As usual he came looking for her ..found her in a quiet corner in library , immersed into book. Miss Bose probably didn't notice her onlookers when she is into reading mode . He settled few seats away from her ..but at a place giving him a clear view of her . Watching her he noted all those little nuances in her expressions.. Some deep thoughts , some smiles ..and realized watching her read was such a splendid sight and he could stare at her for hours .

Swara checked the watch .. She need to make a move .Taking off her reading glasses, Swara looked around and her eyes caught him. He was right there ..straight before her , few seats away ,his gaze on her intact .. and he was smiling . Not again .. not that smile. Taken back for a minute

"Aap yaha kya kar rahe hain Mr. Maheshwari?" She asked. He is not following her, is he ? How come she didn't notice him. Sanskaar quickly moved few places and settled opposite to her.

"Koi library main kya karne aate hain Miss Bose?" he questioned back and Swara realised the stupidity of her question.She gathered her books to leave . If not his thoughts, his presence unsettled her too.

As she walked outside, he caught up and walked right next to her .

"Mera peecha kar rahe ho ?"

"Saath chal raha hoon .. "he pointed as they were walking together. " waise kya padh rahi thi tum ..I mean you were smiling..so .." He gazed at curiously. May be he could know the book which made her happy ..gift her one of that sort.

"I can ask you the same question ."Swara said hoping to catch him off guard ..she knew he was not a library person , sure he will come up with some random book name.May be if she knew the book she can grill him a bit.She waited.

"Tumhe "came his answer Swara halted .Their eyes met and locked for a while.. " I liked watching you read. I Swear I couldn't take my eyes off you ,Miss Bose. "He admitted leaving Swara flabbergasted. That was very straight forward and She knew he was saying truth . Swara broke the gaze and resumed walking . She didn't want the warmth seeping inside her to be caught by him any way .

" I came to the Library for you," he caught up with her quickly. And she knew it "Kyu? Kuch kaam tha? "she asked taking care not to look at him. They were walking in corridor.

"You know tomorrow is freshers party right! "

Swara simply nodded . They had been already notified. Why is she not looking at him. He liked when she looked at him with those eyes of hers .. spitting fire , challenging him or simply gazing at him. That one minute of gaze in canteen when she put up act before kavita and those few minutes in library when they were so close to each other he got a closer look into them...and they had been haunting him for nights..They were big , bright ,beautiful and gave away her every thought. And soon Sanskaar Maheswari came to conclusion that he loved her eyes... a bit too much .

Now they were getting down the stairs , " Yahi batana aaye tha ki get ready to dance with me." and he had all her attention . Yes! ..Now there were eye to eye . Its very easy to rile up Miss Bose ,Isn't it? He loved every bit of it . Bring it on Miss Bose. He smiled inwardly waiting for her to charge.

"Dance! Tumhare saath? No way...Mr.Maheswari .. and you better stop daydreaming aisa kuch nahi hone waala ..aur, " Sanskaar watched as she went on and on and her words froze and every other word tossed out of her mind as he pulled her onto him at the end of stairs. He was backed to wall and she was in his arms ..locked and lost. It all happened in flash.One minute they were on stairs and now ..they were dangerously close.The place was dim lit ..probably making them invisible.All she could feel was her heart thudding louder and faster against his ... and her breath was hot too, just like his.

Swara tried hard to find her voice. His hands on her waist in tight hold are not making it any easier , neither the feel of his hard toned body pressed to her."Mr.Maheshwari..."Swara finally found a faint voice.

Sshhh...his fingers held her lips and Sanskaar cursed himself next minute . They were so soft , so supple , full and the feel of them. He almost had to curb the need to run his thumb over those rose pink tinted petals, caress them .. ...he knew they would feel the same under his lips .His heart raced at maddening pace just at the thought of tasting them .Damn!Hold on, " Sanskaar took a deep breath trying to gather back his thoughts.

" I don't day dream Miss Bose."He managed to whisper moving towards her ear. That felt like more safer zone .." I say only what I intend to do .. " he whispered more softly into her ear. Swara hands curled into his shirt. She should have pushed him away but she stood helplessly as his lips moved freely around her erogenous zone ,neck and ears with slightest touches here and there and a jolt realization hit her that she liked his touch and those sweet sensations only he managed to evoke. You better prepare your moves Miss Bose. He whispered again , drew back much to her relief and his relief too but his eyes held her captive. He didn't want to let her go but few more minutes with her he was absolutely sure he would end up doing something stupid . Reluctantly he drew back his hands releasing her . Swara stepped back trying to align her scattered senses .As she turned to leave he held her hand for a while ." I will be waiting to see you in saree..I am sure you will look gorgeous.His tone had sweet softness .Swara was glad he didn't see her face . Her cheeks were flushed already.Not looking back she rushed down the stairs as he let her go, her heart still racing.

Sanskar stood at the same place. He didn't know what made him do that.Around Miss Bose looks like his heart and mind have thoughts of their own .. It was on a impulse but he had no clue it would be this ..explosive ." Pata nahi kal dance ke baad mere kya haal hoga ..paagal bana degi ye ladki mujhe." After few deep breaths feeling much in control Sanskaar made his way down the stairs.

Swara tossed on bed restlessly . What's wrong with her? Why she is so effected by him. How dare he hold her like that. But you let him didn't you? A inner voice chided " You liked it " it added . Swara got out of bed. Around Sanskaar ..she's losing it no doubt.

Get ready to dance with me, I say only what I intend to do . His Statements..Damn him.

Ok fine ..Let's see! If she didn't intend to dance how will he dance with her.

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"Ragini ..Please yaar ..bas bhi karo .." Swara protested for umpteenth time.

"Swara ..Will you please stop sulking?I didn't even do a proper make up. All I did was little blush , dusted your eyes with little sprinkle , lipstick bhi maine jayda nahi lagaya ok! ..itna tho banta hain yaar ..Its not like you dress up everyday like this," Ragini said looking at Swara checking for final touch ups.

" And what have you done with my eyes? Can you please show me mirror?" Swara asked.She never liked make up ..wasting hours on it and past 30 minutes Ragini had been dressing her up. Swara had no clue Ragini would jump at prospect when she asked for a little help with saree and she seemed more excited for party than her ..

" Swara ..you have such a beautiful eyes..and I am just highlighting them .I just added a bit of eye shadow ..woh bhi Nude shade with a very little shimmery touch ,phir I just curled your lashes , a bit for mascara aur eyeliner that too a simple winged one ... bas!"

"Bas?" Swara shook her head hopelessly.

Though not worn very often ..Swara found herself comfortable with saree and she had always carried it with ease whenever she chose to wear it occasionally back at Mumbai. She didn't take much time to decide on saree for freshers party . She had couple of them ..and she promptly chose a simple cyan coloured chiffon saree with a zari beige border ..and a chiffon blouse which highlighted beige in contrast to cyan. It would give her simple look she intended to sport and serve the purpose too.Thankfully Ragini left her hair loose .. letting it bounce and flow naturally over her back . She chose a very simple neck piece - A cyan stone studded pendant and matching earrings. She chose to go with a crystal blue dial watch with studded stones which looked more feminine as opposed to her regular sport watches and her other hand twinkled with a simple Crystal cyan Swarovski bracelet.

Done with Final touches ,Ragini gave a contented sigh looking at Swara." Chalo" .. she led Swara to mirror and Swara turned to gaze at reflection. The woman who stared back at her from mirror is looked different. She looked ... Stunning, not like Swara who never considered herself to be beautiful.

"I will be waiting to see you in saree..I am sure you will look gorgeous." His words rushed to her out of no where.Is this what he meant by gorgeous. Swara quickly snapped herself out and turned to Ragini held her hand " Thanks Ragini .. for helping me out."

"No need to thank me Swara ..Hum hamesha sochthe ki hamari ek behen hoti tho kitna acha hota .. ab woh hain nahi ... Hum sochenge ki tum hamari behen ho .." Smiling Ragini hugged Swara who looked taken aback by the statement .What if she knows..she is her sister indeed. Will ragini love her this much ...and be this nice to her and give her status of a real sibling. Swara composed herself back . She quickly put on her heels and bid a bye to Ragini smiling at her comment " wapas aake jaroor batana ki kitne logon ka dil ghayal kardiya tumne" ...

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Not fair . Wasn't he supposed to get a warning .." Please guard your heart.Every possibility of losing it by all means."He was overlooking the arrangements along with few others seniors to ensure smooth party .That's when she walked in ... and everything around him faded for a minute . She looked ... gorgeous is nothing before her. He needed some new adjectives ..ravishing , enthralling .. stunning ...mesmerizing and he gave up . Not possible . Before he could walk to her ..he was caught by another senior about arrangements ..and by the time he looked, she was gone . Illusion ? Did he start dreaming about her here too . He is already having a tough time sleeping ,with Swara constantly being in his thoughts. Nah .. Tu bhi na Sanskaar, she must be around ,catching up with rest of her batch mates .First he had some things to be taken care of .

Usually they had Ms and Mr Fresher competition where freshers are judged on basis of confidence,looks ,attitude etc followed by dance routine where seniors partnered with juniors .In order to be fair ..they had numbered tags which seniors have already chosen in a draw ..but juniors would get pick one on day of event and are paired as per numbers.

Swara had seen him ..how his eyes widened in admiration and awe. And she didn't want to think or admit how effortlessly stylish he looked in a simple full sleeved white shirt paired with blue trousers add to it a sleek modish tie. Midst his folded sleeves his watch peeked out grabbing attention. He look dapper and dashing at once. She didn't intend face him much today especially regarding dance. Hence as he got busy she slipped of quickly. Her mission today was to "stay away from Mr.Maheshwari. and she intends to full fill it. Laksh joined her soon in two piece black suit paired with white shirt and had given her enough compliments already.

Swara glanced around and her eyes caught on Kavita who made an entry trying to grab eyeballs in her designer pink saree..and heavy accessories but swara had to admit , Kavita carried off look with little effort. She opted for smokey eyes.. And a striking lipstick to go with it .Everything about her screamed attention and thankfully she got some ..from seniors and juniors too. Kavita smiled in satisfaction. Great! Now for the one. Her eyes went around .She waited Sanskaar would come to her owing an explanation. Wasn't he supposed to pacify her ?.She no way believed Miss Swara Bose can grab Sanskaar Maheshwari's attention but yeah..she looked a bit ok today than her usual style which is too low for her taste. Just then her eyes caught him. Was he looking for her ?Kavita quickly walked up to his line of sight ..so that he could walk straight to her .

And he did .

Behind Kavita he caught sneak peek of Miss Bose .. Is she hiding from him?Sanskaar smiled No way Miss Bose. You can't run away from me. He walked straight.. And as Swara caught him she quickly averted her eyes to one of her classmates . Is he coming for her .. oh! God No .. please ..then she saw him hugging Kavita and offering compliments on her looks ... and from Kavita face ..it's clear she is enjoying all the attention . Are they making up? Good For her! And for him too at least to night . and Swara! You are thinking too much ok! She told herself .. .but caught bits and pieces of conversation.

Oh! Kavi ...

I swear sunny!

Sunny! ..Swara narrowed her eyes oh! So that's how she called him Sunny! She turned her face to other side not willing watch any more drama ... and she no way wanted to admit the little sting she felt watching them together ,but after a minute .. something shot at her ,she felt it hard and turned back . He was talking to Kavita but his eyes were on her intent and piercing.. And they turned playful as he caught her eyes . They complimented her. Then he mouthed a silent beautiful and smiled at her softly .. not that one he gave to Kavita. This was a heartfelt one . Swara simply nodded acknowledging and turned her attention to Laksh

" Ye kavita bhi na .. God! Pata nahi bhai ka peecha kab chodegi. "Laksh scowled.

"For your information Laksh .. Not just Kavita .. your bro looks equally interested." Swara pointed out.

"Oh, No way Swara! He just putting up cordial act .You know Roys and Maheshwari's are family friends right! He can't just ignore her blatantly...and by the way Bhai ne khud kaha ..that he just hoped he will not pair up with Kavita for dance ..nahi tho .. he will be stuck with her all night. I really hope aisa na ho."

Oh! Such a useful piece of information. She already guessed his game .. he might have definitely rigged or did some golmaal with number tags to partner with her . Warna how could be so confident about she being his partner and he didn't want to pair up with Kavita . Swara smiled

" Ye huyi na baat ..Mr.Maheshwari .. just wait and watch"

Midst all this Swara failed to notice one pair of eyes followed her ..of Sahil. The minute Sahil set his eyes on her .. he decided to night she would be his dance partner . He definitely planned to show some moves to her ..till party ends she would be stuck with him. Right from ragging fiasco .Miss Bose was under his radar . He noted some silent exchange between Sanskaar and Swara .. but Sanskaar seemed to be more interested in kavita .. Good! He would hate to compete here too .

He already made arrangements ..Miss Bose would get his tag and they just have to wait for party to start.

After introductions Swara would have not opted for Ms Fresher competition if not for laksh . Oh! C!mon Swara .. This is not just about beauty..it's about beauty with brains ..waise kavita ke pass tho brain ..I doubt it." Swara hit him playfully as he laughed , " Are u just gonna let her win easily .. Cmon yaar.. What's big deal in trying?"

"Nahi Laksh .. woh Main... "Swara tried to reason

"Chod de Lucky ! Sanskaar walked in with a drink ,interrupting ,"Jab usse khud pe confidence nahi hain tho ? "He turned to Swara, "Some juice Miss Bose!"He offered the glass which Swara refused . "Do u want me arrange an exclusive place for you in first row so that you can get close look at Kavita and watch her ... and before he could complete Swara stormed off .

It worked! He had been watching how she was reluctant in spite of Lucky trying to convince and he chose best way..Challenge her .And he already knew with Swara is competition Kavita stands no chance.

Though Kavita scored high points in ramp walk Swara managed to score decent numbers ..but next two rounds ..where they asked to show any specific talent they had .. Kavita chose to dance which she did quite well but Swara managed to win hearts with singing and she played guitar too.

Everyone stood fascinated as Swara hummed the chords of guitar with Pani da song in her melodious voice . Sanskaar wondered in how many ways he's gonna get floored by Miss Swara Bose.Her charms seemed never ending. Then came final round.

"What does best mean to you or what significance does being best hold to you?'" was the question they were supposed to answer.

Kavita answered highlighting how she has best of everything .. so obviously she would always prefer to be best and in fact she feels she is best. Only when one feels they are best..everything works .

Swara - For me best signifies in giving my 100% to anything I do ..simple task or tough .. I believe in giving my best and move on without worrying about result. The minute I genuinely feel that I have given best efforts with no ounce of doubt , the result is bound to be good. I might give my best but I also believe .. the best is yet to come.. And I always push my limits to bring out better version of my best. And applause rang all around.

And no one had doubt that Swara Bose is going to be winner ..and she was . Her eyes looked around for Sanskaar as she was being crowned . So much for confidence... and she caught sight of him , standing near drinks with fellow seniors and raising silent toast for her.

  Then there was dinner ...and then came dance session. Juniors have already taken their pick of tag. They stood in row on marked numbers .. waiting for their partners to join in.Swara smiled inwardly. Kavita didn't even know she exchanged their tags , She was so upset about losing and Swara grabbed the chance . Now Mr.Maheswari. We will talk. Lol .He will be stuck with Kavita .. tsk tsk ..Well, At Least Kavita had consolation in form of dance with Sanskaar, oops sorry Sunny! to balm her ego . Till It's not Mr. Sanskaar Maheswari ..she's fine with anyone. Just few minutes of dance and she would slip off quietly .Done and dusted for day . Plan is crystal clear . Her smile froze as Sanskaar came and stood before her with a crooked smile.  

"So ...Ready, Miss Bose" His smirk widened.

Swara eyes drifted immediately to Kavita who stood before Sahil..both throwing glares at their side.Confused, Swara looked at Sanskaar "I mean .. I ... "and before she could form few coherent words music floated ..and Sanskaar swept her off to dance floor in one smooth glide He held her close, his hands circling her waist..her hands held his shoulder and they moved together. Swara' eyes moved to Kavita ... dancing with Sahil both looking equally disinterested.

" Kaha tha na maine...and I do keep my word ,"Sanskaar murmured softly that jerked her," I know you exchanged the tags Miss Bose.. and I was counting on it. "Swara's eyes widened ..That means ," You never had my tag .. Kavita did." He cleared it for her.

Oh God! Swara squeezed her eyes shut ..Caught in her own game " But you told laksh... that.. she looked into his eyes and she knew " This was part of your plan isn't it? .. You led me into this."

Sanskaar simply nodded. "I just laid the way Miss Bose . You walked on your own, " He smirked .Angry with herself for trying to play over smart ..Swara turned her face away . Sanskaar wished she would not dampen his mood being upset. He had been looking forward for this dance with her. " Miss Bose ..I played foul ..you did too .. so we are even there...Can we just keep this aside and enjoy dance for a while please. " He asked so genuinely that Swara had to give in. He was right! They could keep this aside for a minute fight it out tomorrow . As they moved together...

"Are U scared Miss Bose..that you would fall for me ? Sanskaar asked softly,"Is that why you had been running away from me all night?"

Is he always this straight. Swara couldn't deny it .. She had been running from him but ended up with him somehow.

"What If I didn't change the tags? "Swara asked trying to divert topic

"I know you would.. But If you didn't..By the end of dance I would have given you complete details with price tags of every piece Kavita is wearing."That had Swara smiling , " I was sure you wouldn't be so cruel hearted to do that to me Miss Bose.You do have tendency to save.Don't you?"

" I thought you liked her... "Swara teased

"Oh yeah! "Sanskaa nodded , "And you know how much...don't you ?" and they both smiled.She relaxed in his arms and they swayed gently moving more closer to each other. Sanskaar closed his eyes savoring the feel of her in his hands. If felt so right to hold her like this.

" I thought you would ask me for coffee... "Swara murmured in his ear.

"I wanted to .. But I ...I was not sure. "He murmured back. She sensed a bit of hesitation in his tone.

Swara drew back a little so that she could see him, " You won bet."

"Yes! His fingers brushed her hair softly, " But only because you chose to lose..Miss Bose." Now his eyes drifted back to her. " But I would love you take to out for a coffee date.. Would you come with me If I ask you to?" He waited.

He would have chosen to tie her with bet and take her out for coffee, if he wanted to ..but here he was asking her out like a true gentle man , " Why don't you ask and see Mr.Maheshwari?"She had been waiting for him to ask.

"4.30 tomorrow? CCD? He smiled as she nodded in consent and they danced for a while.

"You purposefully led me into competition..didn't you?" She asked again and she could swear hearing him smile. " Seedhi bolne se aap tho manage nahi Miss.Bose..I had to resort to such ways.You leave me no choice."

"But Why did you want me to ? "she asked curious.

" Because I know..If there is anyone who deserves to win that title .. that's you Miss Bose ." Not saying a word Swara rested her chin on his shoulder ..as he moved them with ease and she just followed letting him lead.This felt so right ..right here with him.She now felt his hands slided over bare waist so smoothly held her curves gently ..and her hands unknowingly moved up from his shoulders and rounded his neck.

You know what! I never wanted to dance with someone so badly ..I had been waiting for this dance with you." His voice caressed her like soft flowy breeze. She drew back a little ... Their eyes met and didn't leave each other for long.Her eyes ..He took a close look ... what did she do today .. they looked ... " You have beautiful eyes." He told gazing into them totally lost. "And I told you will look gorgeous... ..you are." He complimented her.

" If you think I am gonna fall for these lines...Mr.Maheshwari.."

" You don't have to," his eyes assured her ... "I mean what I said, Miss Bose,"and she knew he meant it . His eyes gave it all . "You are looking breathtakingly beautiful to night. " He added Swara felt warmth on her cheeks, broke the gaze for a minute and next minute like she had no say .. her eyes moved back to him again. They moved more gently this time but more closer almost leaving no space between them.

"You said you were waiting for this dance with me ...is this how you thought it would be." Swara asked curios, her fingers now played around his nape in gentle strokes unconsciously ... and felt his hand pressed on her curves tighter. Her breath hitched..And Sanskaar felt same rush of sensations he felt first time when she .. touched him in canteen.

"You should stop doing that .. I .."

" You didn't answer me Mr. Maheswari? Is this how you thought it would be ." Swara murmured again .. His eyes turned darker as he leaned forward just a breath away from her "Trust me Miss Bose, You don't want to know."

That was a warning ..but what Swara felt was dangerous excitement.She wanted to know what he had in mind.She didn't even realise but they were already far from crowd in darker area far from being noticed,absolutely aware of all those electric sensations that they both managed to evoke in each other just by a slight touch, Their bodies were plastered to each other like one and their breaths ready to mingle with his lips were just an inch away from her. Yet can there be more than this. More to feel.

She leaned closer almost closing the distance."Show me.. "She murmured against lips brushing softly.

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Getting down the cab Swara rushed to her room ,closed the doors breathing heavily. Her heart was still thudding loudly, from the dance they had. He warned her but she wanted this. They slipped out of party moved far away.The way his hands skimmed down on her body ,his fingers as they laced with her hands , played on her midriff , just a simple stroke and caress ..her knees turned week .Those lifts , dips ..twirls...and then every time she found herself back into his arms clasped tight to him feeling his arousal. She forgot to breath. His eyes burned into her with flaring passion .Before she could gather back ..there was another move . Every passing minute ..with every move .. she no longer felt warm ..but it was heat that coursed through her wildly.His lips traced her neck just for a split of second and she melted then and there ..right in his hands.

"Sans..ka...ar ... "she took his name in almost a helpless plea sighing with pleasure.

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Sanskaar stood below shower letting the cold water run through him .His body was on fire and he was burning and What the hell was happening to him. True he had dreamt of more sensuous dance with her but he never intended to tell her ...he warned her too ,but the minute her lips brushed over his asking to show he had no clue what took over him. He pulled her down to a isolated place far away from noise and crowd and he showed her .He just wanted to keep it till dance but her ardent responses , the way she melted in his hands ..her fingers as they skimmed through his face and then down the neck ,her lips which brushed his neck accidentally as he held her close, and that was enough to set the fire between them ...

Sans..ka...ar ...

Her voice came rushing to him .The way she took his name with gentle sigh as his lips touched her neck .. and the sound of it . Sanskaar curled his fists trying to reign his emotions. Mr. Maheshwari was much better. He always knew where to draw lines but with her ..he almost blurred them all. He was not like this . He felt totally out of control when she was close to him.. The intensity, the rush of emotions, the heat ... God!

"What are you doing to me Miss Bose ? "he murmured and he knew the answer.

She's making him crazy.

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He walked out of shower .. found Laksh back in room . After that dance Swara just rushed out and he came back to room, rushed to have shower hoping that would cool him down a bit .

" Bhai you didn't tell me you were leaving, I would have joined you," Laksh asked pulling out his night wear .

Sanskaar hurried towards his wardrobe " Woh main ... kuch kaam tha Lucky.. bas ..I slipped out."

" Bhai .. Kuch poochu? Laksh asked watching Sanskaar intently . Sanskaar nodded pulling over his T -shirt.

" Tere aur Swara ke beech kya chal raha hain? and Sanskaar went still his eyes moving to Laksh. They stood facing each other.

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Notes & ReferencesJohn Keats (; 31 October 1795 23 February 1821) was an English poet. He was one of the main figures of the second generation of Romantic poets, The poetry of Keats is characterised by sensual imagery, most notably in the series of .To Autumn" The work was composed on 19 September 1819 and published in 1820.The poem has three eleven-line which describe a progression through the season, from the late maturation of the crops to the harvest and to the last days of autumn when winter is nearing.Maya Angelou was an American poet, memoirist, and civil rights activist. She published seven autobiographies, three books of essays, several books of poetry, and was credited with a list of plays, movies, and television shows spanning over 50 years.Pani da - Song from Movie - Vicky Donar