...Kabir...

Angry? No I was infuriated..
Just the mere thought of letting her slip away from my life was enough for me to kill myself.
She has always been this way, she would care less about herself if someone needed her. Today the moment I came to know about her being in danger I definitely lost it and for a change I didn't care to hide it. She was wrong and I was angry on her and I wanted her to know this but the moment she said that she knew I wouldn't let anything happen to her I lost the battle. I lost the battle of being angry and ignoring my sweet silly wife, the girl who held the stars in her eyes, the girl who's laughter could lighten up the storm. The girl who was ready with an expression every moment. The girl who would herself invite trouble. I lost it to the girl who holds my heart. The very moment I promised myself that from today I wouldn't let even a scratch on her. She was my Queen and I would keep her as one. Later after our family drama we were driving back home. It was almost 2 hours I had a talk with her and trust me it was killing me, but I just couldn't face her, the guilt that she had to go through something rough alone was huge.
"Kabir, I said I am sorry na." She said getting herself my attention.

"Hmm." I replied since I had something in my mind.

" Kabir aap chila lo, maar lo but ignore mat karo please, apko mujhe punish karna hai? Woh bhi manzur hai mujhe Kabir magar yeh chuppi nahi manzur hai mujhe, please." (Kabir shout at me, scold me, hit me but please don't ignore me. You wish to punish me? Every punishment is acceptable but your silence isn't please.)
She sobbed.

I halted the car since we had already reached home.

I turned towards her, I hated when she cried but the way she was desperate to hear my voice boasted my ego.
I kissed her forehead letting her no I wasn't angry.

"Preet, go home. I have a meeting, I'll be back soon." I lied. She got off the car and I drove away to the police station. Time to meet my so called mother. Like tell me which mother on his Earth tries to harm her own son's life? I knew she was behind my accident in London but having the least bit courtesy I let it slip. But this time she targeted my family and this isn't going down now.
First Kashish and then Preet.
Miss Namitha Oberoi you invited your death.

Soon I reached the police station, Singh uncle was here, getting the permissions I walked in the cell she was kept in.
She looked at me and changed her colours.
"Kabir please get me out of here my child." She said in the most loving manner I doubted she could ever.
I heard Singh uncle snicker behind, I turned around and gave him a smile signalling I too found it funny.
"Child? Seriously?" I asked her in a challenging manner.

"Do you even know what having a child mean?"

"It means to love someone beyond possibilities, to hear them laugh and cry, to see their first step to hear their first word. Do you even remember my birth date? And you call yourself my mother." I said my pitch getting louder at the end.

"I warned you, I told you I don't want you anywhere near my family, but you didn't listen, infact you slapped Preet, do you even have a slightest idea what she means to me, she is beyond my family for me, she is my life and you Miss Namitha Oberoi are in deep shit, I will make sure you are." I said leaving the place and driving back home.

Before entering my house I took a minute to calm myself down I didn't want to bother Preet, there was no denying to the fact that I was hurt that my own mother was behind the pain my wife had to go through but I had to hide it.

Nearing my house I found that almost all the lights were switched off.
Panicked I quickly entered the house opening it with my keys, the view in front of me promised that I wouldn't be sad anymore that I would be taken care of now. Food was laid on the table with candles and some of our frames.

The rest of the Living room lightened up with candles all around, there was a beautiful heart shaped structure with candles that shone to it's brightest near the stairs.

"You are going to be the death of me Mrs. Malhotra." I said to no one in particular.
The stairs were a different story.

Glass candles were on every step of the spiral staircase, it wasn't the stairs that got my attention but the beauty that that on the last stair.
I smirked looking at her. She was the dream of every guy but my reality.
I took a step near the stairs as I heard her melodious voice melting my house down.

Aaja piya tohe pyar du, gori baiyya tope var du
Kis liye too itna udaas, sukhe sukhe honth ankhiyo me pyas
Kis liye kis liye ho.....

(She stood up to all her might)
My breath hitched looking at the ethereal beauty clad in a blood red saree.

Her hair up in a messy bun,her earrings shinning along with the deep red vermilion on her hairline which marked her mine.

Aaja piya tohe pyar du, gori baiyya tope var du
Kis liye too itna udaas, sukhe sukhe honth ankhiyo me pyas
Kis liye kis liye ho.....

(She walked sedatively towards me and clasped her arms on my neck. She moved her fingers across my face, spooning my cheeks and caressing them)

It was strange how every touch of hers made me feel alive.

Aaja piya tohe pyar du, gori baiyya tope var du

(She held me with my tie and pulled me upstairs with her.)

Our bedroom looked totally different lighten up with sheer curtains and twinkling lights and a few decorated candle stands.

Jal chuke hain badan kayi piya isi aag me

(while i was busy looking around She moved behind me pulling my blazer.)

Thake huye inn hatho ko dede mere hath me
Ho,

(She placed her chin on my shoulders, thanks to her high heels. She traced her hands down my arms intertwining our fingers down. I smiled and bought her in front holding her from her waist.)

sukh mera le le, mai dukh tere le lu
sukh mera le le, mai dukh tere le lu
Mai bhi jiyu too bhi jiye ho...

(Coming in front she continued singing with the same glint in her eyes.
She pecked my lips first and then kissed my eyes. She repeated the same thing again)
Taking all my sorrows with her.

Aaja piya tohe pyar du, gori baiyya tope var du

(I hugged her as a gesture to thank her. She stepped out of the embrace and walked to the open terrace motioning me to follow her with a wink. )

The open terrace looked totally transformed. Calling it beautiful would have been an understatement the ground was fully covered with glass candles and rose petals

while the hammock was covered with twinkling lights and curtains all over.

Hone de re jo yeh julmi hai, path tere gao ke
Palko se chun dalungi mai, kante teree raho ke
Ho,

(She bent down lighting a candle or two that might have blown off. )
My breath hitched and heartbeat roared the moment I saw her backless blouse giving me the perfect view of her back.
I pretty much hoped she knew where this would lead us, as there was no backing out for me since the moment I saw her in my favourite colour.

lat bikhraye chunariya bichhaye
lat bikhraye chunariya bichhaye
Baithi hu mai tere liye ho...

(She stood up and shook her head letting her bun open and leaving her long tresses free. The way her hair flew open was mesmerizing. She flared her hands letting her saree move with the wind and took a seat on the railing of the terrace.)

Finding it utterly dangerous I walked faster next to her to get her down.
But the moment she saw me tensed she herself stepped down.

Aaja piya tohe pyar du, gori baiyya tope var du

(She invited me opening her arms for a hug.)

Without wasting a second I rushed in my solace.

(She hugged me tighter letting me know she was there always and forever.)

I let the tears I have been holding free since I was hurt and she had every right to know it because if it wasn't her, nobody else could heal me.
I secured my arms around her waist hiding myself in the crook of her neck.

Apni toh jab ankhiyo se, bah chali dhar si
Khil padi bas ek hansi, piya tere pyar ki
Ho,

(She felt my tears on her shoulder since she broke the hug and kissed my tears away.)

Next giving up to our need I picked her up and walked to the decorated hammock, placing her there ever so carefully.

mai jo nahi hari, sajan jara socho
Mai jo nahi hari, sajan jara socho
Kis liye kis liye ho...........

(She sat back facing me as she took the back support of my chest. She looked up giving me her beautiful smile as I kissed her forehead.)

I then unpinned her saree letting her pallu fall free, I collected all her hair and placed them on her right shoulder, while I left a trail of wet kisses on her neck and left shoulder moving down to her back. I opened the strings of her blouse and heard her gasp. I moved back ready to give up if she wasn't comfortable but her next words confirmed that there was no going back tonight.

Aaja piya tohe pyar du, gori baiyya tope var du

"Preet." I was about to object when she turned around and kissed me quite.

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Haah! Finally your update.
I better get a great response.

Khwaish...