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This uodate is Independence day + Rakshabandhan+ one year anniversary of Paarijat ka bonanza offer.

Whole world can change but kashish cant. she has again taken that seat..behind her and sujal. It irritates Naina. And when she looks at Sujal...who is sitting with his eyes shut and a small smile on his lips, she wants to punch him.

She is his ex! His damn ex! Tame her. Tell her to mimd her own business. This now and then pleasantries dont go well with Naina. But Kashish perhaps has forgotten her brain at Ladakh.

Naina tries to focus at herself because focusing at Sujal will get her nothing right now. She needs to be relaxed and Sujal doesn't imply relax. Sujal leads to chaos. A beautiful one by the way.

She plugs her ear phone in and shuts her eyes. A ghazal plays and soon she is losing herself. A small nap follows.

Her good time ends when an intruder hand has started rubbing her bit too much responsive mounds.

Damn! Sujal!

'Sujal. Behave!'

She gets nothing but some sloppy kisses on her cheek. Then his head is below her chin...trailing kisses on her skin. Getting her bothered. His single touch does this to her. She though pushes him away..

'Sujal. Sab dekh rahe he. What is wrong with you? Kal rat hi we did it. Abhi to 24 ghante bhi nahi huye.'

'Sex is not medicine jo time se leni he. Aur wese bhi lights are off. Kisi ko kuch nahi dikh rha. Chup chap se co operate karo warna....'

'Warna kya? You'll force me.'

'Yes. Thanks for telling me your fantasy. Ab chupchap se idhar aao.'

Instead she tries to distance herself from him. However he catches her hand and pulls her to himself. A small tussle follows but Sujal being bit too strong holds her both hands behind her back and kisses her mouth. It melts her as always. His mouth latches it to her skin and sucks at place to make her quiver. Her body shakes with tremors of his intense kisses. He loves to bite and soon a sweet pain runs through her body. She has tasted her own bold. He has bitten her lower lip.

'Ab ye sabko dikhega! Hato ab...' she complains about her lip. In reply sujal shows her his teeth. White like pearls. She punches his shoulder slightly and he feigns to get hurt.

'Kuch nahi huya he. Ok! Drama mat karo. And stop laughing. Main tumhare dant tod dungi..'

But he again jumps on her and tires to smooch her and gets succeeded. Naina gives him final push.

'No more after it. I have only one set of lips. Dubara nahi milenge ye.'

She can listen him stifling a laugh.

'Naina. You have two sets of lips. Agar basic biology bhool gayi ho to main sikha sakta hu. You know...I love Anatomy and practical.'

'Bahut besharam ho tum sujal. I dont wanna talk with you.' And she turns her face away from her. She knows he is laughing silently. It makes her smile but she does not turn.

Her mind calm and peaceful. A hope about future. Perhaps a beautiful future. A hope that they will build it together. A hope of getting a family. A hope of living. Not just spending days but living. Every morning opening eyed with a determination that she would do what she wanted to. Her small dreams....which she thought ended could start. She can fulfil them. Those dreams. That small hut besides sea shore. A pet. A library. A small kitchen and she wants to learn how to cook Gujarati dishes. That kadi...her favourite. She wants to learn little of Greek too. Her interest in languages. There is suddenly old horizon open for her with new skies. Thanks to Sujal for making her alive.

Everyday when she with him she finds herself. She understands herself bit more. Because the race has started but this time she has a shoulder, a support and a home. Sujal can be a brat sometimes. His stubborn behaviour sometimes irritates her. But his silent and hard love makes her happy.

Sometimes she wonders what Sujal has that Aamir never had. She lived both. In fact aamir could be her first...in every way. But Sujal....With him dimension changes itself. Aamir was vivacious. But with Sujal Naina is full of life. Aamir made her laugh but Sujal...he laughs at her.

Aamir was perhaps the reason but Sujal has become the cause. Moulding her everyday. Pushing her everyday...

'Naina. What will happen when you leave for your next posting? We haven't talked about it yet. But it will be happening. Have you ever thought about it?'

Naina is startled. She never thought about it. Living with him for past few months...she was not thinking of her transfer. In fact it never crossed her mind that she had to go out of delhi too one day. But she has to. Her job wont allow her to stay at one place. It demands moving. Transfer is inevitable.

And she is not going to leave her job as well. But living away from Sujal. She never thought about it. First Naveen mattered before anything. But now when she has a life...and people...She wonders how she will deal with that solitude. A distance relationship. How she will handle it!

'Maine to is bare me socha hi nahi. I dont have any idea.'

'Kitna time maximum lag sakta he ek posting par?'

'Not sure. If something important comes up to one or two years. Otherwise not less than six months. I dont know. Depends on situation and tasks. Sujal. How will I manage without you?' A different kind of fear visible. Fear of not being able to feel that solace she does every time. And that loner life she left behind....It is going to be hard. Difficult and tough.

'Dont worry. I'll try to use my sources. Maximum three to four months..ya phir tumhe aas pass his posting mil jaayegi.'

'Sujal. I can not be dishonest with my duty now. I have taken an oath. At least Now I have to honest with myself. I fulfilled my motives. I did what I wanted. But now...I have to do my duty. I am not going to enjoy those privileges anymore.'

'But Naina....six months...How I'll function without you? You know what I mean..Six month is too long.'

'I said. One or two years too.' She smirks...

'Bhad me gaye do sal. You'll be having leave of one week after every thirty days. Final.'

'Ha. To ghar hi baith jaau? No. I am not going to take leaves randomly without any serious cause.'

'Yaar. Soch kar dekho na..Chhah mahine.. Kitna lamba time he.'

'Ha to. Biwi army me he. Kuch to side effect honge hi. Aur wese bhi....We have to balance our lives. Stop complaining and sleep. Jaldi hi delhi pahuch jayenge. And for your kind information...I may get my transfer letter anytime next week. To let me rest..'

She holds his head and puts it on her shoulder...adjusting him and herself. Sleep follows sometimes later.

********

She gets her transfer letter next evening itself. However instead of telling Sujal she keeps mum. Taking time to setting her mind. Getting ready to accept that she has a home to return now. It sounds so alien at first. Some old memories rush back. There is an old pain too. And then A huge hollow....behind which A blossoming orchard rests.

Naina comes out of her bedroom to her balcony. Putting her hands on bars of balcony she stares into sky. Suddenly the gloomy darkness there begins to look just a curtain to a starry night. And even if there is no star Still the darkness is not that scary. In fact it is necessary to adjust her eyes after being exposed to glamour. Sometimes running after a small fire gets you nothing. Like a moth you fall into it and lose all your chances. In darkness you can feel only yourself...The whole of you and a sudden realization dawns on you..That you were somewhere wrong, somewhere right , somewhere hesitant and whatsoever. A talk initiats And that conversation with yourself peels you off. You see things. You think of them and learns.

Like she learnt how idiot she was to run after Naveen blindly. It could have been other way...more simply but she was careless. She was lucky to get Sujal. What if she hadn't had him....Then she'd have fallen flat. Failed in every senses she'd have been mourning and destroying her life if not for Sujal....and her courage. If she had let go of Sujal because being with him was wrong then....She'd have gotten nothing.

There are so many things to think of. So much to process. Like having a partner...a life of her own. Something to nurture. Something that is her PAARIJAT. She closes her eyes slowly. At last the journey has started...with Sujal.

A pair of hands circles her waist and a spontaneous smile breaks. Sujal nuzzle her neck.

'Kaisa tha din?' She purrs.

Suddenly there is lack of him...behind her. He has left her. But she stays where she is. Eyes shut. After some seconds Sujal resumes his position. His hand caressing her stomach feeling her.

'Accha tha. What about you?' He replies.

'Good as well.

Chai abhi piyoge ya phir bad me?'

'Tum banaogi?'

'Hmm.'

'Kya bat he? Your treating me very well. Its not like you.'

'Ha. Main to jaise tum par atyachar karti hu daily?'

'Nahi. Aisa bhi nahi he. But you are trying yo spoil me.'

'Hmm.'

He laughs a little in her hair. They keep on standing there for some time. Enjoying the evening lights of city. Soon it gets dark...

Her head is on his chest. Sujal takes a deep breadth and hugs her from behind tightly.

Naina relishes him..his touch and everything. For sometime his warmth is all over her. She inhales spreading fragrance of her jasmine flowers which she had planted months ago.

'Sujal.'

'Hmm.'

'Do You want a kiss?'

He is surprised but soon laughs..

'Are you high?'

'Bolo...chahiye ya nahi?'

'Pagal thode na hu jo mana karu?'

She turns and faces him. Looking into his eyes...Her lips soon lands on his. They melt into his. Like chocolate running on a rough cookie..She tries to lick outline of his lips but fails. Her hands on his shoulder. She opens her mouth and welcomes his tongue. It doesn't stop here. He picks her up and slams to the adjacent wall. A small kiss turns into heated make out. He bits her collar bone. Her labour breath colliding with his ears.

He is about to open the hook of her bra when she stops him.

'I got my transfer letter. Sujal.'

He leaves her at once. His eyes change and a storm makes its entry.

'Aur ye bat mujhe ab pata chal rahi he?'

'It was bound to happen. Main apni duties se bhag ni sakti. Tum jante ho na...'

He doesn't reply and leaves her. She watches him stomping his feet and throwing his clothes off his body. His shoe collides with Naina' dressing table knocking off moisturizer. His other shoe lands on bed itself. Naina watches all this hiding her smile.

When he comes back after bath naina tries to make up by proposing him bada paav but he stares and leaves. Dinner is done without raheja' daughter in law and son. Vasu aunty literally shoots daggers at Naina which she ignores. However Sujal' grumpy mood catches attention to which he angrily replies....to shut up and eat.

In their bedroom..Naina waits for him yo appear but he doesn't appear. Later in night she catches him while entering stealthily .

'Leave my way. Mujhe sona he.'

'Ha to maine roka kya?' Her hands trying to enter into his t-shirt.

'Dekho.. dont disturb me. Ok. Mujhe neend aa rahi he. Tumhe apni packing karni hogi. Wo karo..and leave me.'

'Wo to tab hogi na jab meri flight kal ho. Mujhe to next week jana he.'

'I dont care. Leave me.'

'But last night you said ki.....you wanted me to.....

you know na what I mean.' Her hands slowly traces outline of his lower.

'I am not in mood. Mujhe sona he. Rasta chhodo Naina.'

'But I have yo fulfill your command na. Tumne hi to bola tha ki mujhe ye karna hi hoga. I have to do this. Ye mandatory he.'

'I dont care. Bas tum mera hath chhodo. Mujhe sone jana he.' He removes her treacherous hand who has been slowly rubbing his part and she was acting all innocent.

He lies turning his face but soon turns it when Naina lands on his stomach.

'Nainaaaa..'

'Ha. Bolo na...Sun rahi hu.'

'Hato mere upar se.'

'But...But I had to give you a blowjob. Bola tha na tumne.'

'Mujhe ni chahiye. Hato ab.'

'But I am wearing those stockings you bought for me.'

'No. Get off.  Right now..'

'I am wearing matching bra too.'

'Nainaaa....bola na hato.'

'Lacy panty too. It has beads on sides.'

'Nain..Naina. hatoo..'

'Aur I have handcuffs too. Tumne bola tha na ki try karenge..'

He struggles to breath...

'And I thought ki main kuch karu tumhare liye...isliye I bought Champaign too.'

He is staring at Naina who is sitting on him wearing a white tee and knee length shorts. However he can see something red inside and her stockings brushes his legs time to time.

'Aur...Aur I am ready to do what you demanded that day. You can tear this bra if you want. Lekin maine tumhare card se iska amount debit kar liya pahle hi..'

He has nothing to speak...

'Tum nahi chahte? Theek he to phir. Main change karti hu.'

And she pulls her tee off her body in sane position. His groin aches when a hell lot of cleavage welcomes him. His eyes gets dark and soon Naina is under him.

'I am still damn mad at you. Just dont forget it. And this...Changes nothing.' He raspses before kissing her roughly.

Another hardcore night follows Leaving her exhausted.

He sleeps holding her tight and she knows...That this hasn't changed anything actually. Both are same...still in love and mad.