Ay hairathe aashiqui jagaa mat
Pairon se zameen zameen laga mat

Bondita sat near the windowsill, admiring the peaceful ruckus of this beautiful city. It had only been a month here and she already felt so connected to this weather, to this authentic city. She sipped the coffee and her Pati Babu's face immediately flashed in front of her eyes. He was not here with her. Back in Tulsipur, Bondita had encountered a case, not to forget, it was a big deal for her. For studying the details more, she had to travel here, to Lahore. It was surely a bewildering experience full of excitement since this was the first time that she was away from her Pati Babu. It was hard to convince the family though.

A smile appeared on her lips as she remembered how he had nudged her for so long to take him with her. She had protested. Why? She didn't want to trouble him when she knew he had his own cases pending. Bondita wanted to single handedly live here in a different city, to live as per she wanted.

She had nagged him that she'd stay in a hotel but Anirudh in anticipation and worry, rented a whole house for his Bondita's comfort in a good locality for the time she stayed there. The house had a vintage feel to it. Lahore had been under the scrutiny of various rulers, ranging from Mughals to Sikhs. Currently, under British rule, it had been under the influence of various cultures which could be identified easily with the diversity in its architecture. Bondita lived in a rustic house with a single room, a drawing room and a kitchen which was pretty much sufficient to satisfy her needs as she lived alone. The view from the first floor was always so tempting. The crowded lanes, women talking among themselves and sometimes she'd be awed at the unity they showed. Sometimes , political tensions arised between the Hindu and Muslim community but at the end of the day, everyone rejoiced. She was welcomed warmly here but there was a void in her heart.

She missed him terribly. His face flashed in front of her eyes and she closed her eyes, feeling peace ebbing into her body. She stood up from where she was sitting and she paced around her room, smiling to herself.

She traced her own fingers on her arms remembering how Anirudh would trail his fingers down from her shoulders to her knuckles. She stood in front of the mirror, admiring herself and just as she closed her eyes, she could feel his hot breath on her exposed nape. As she fluttered her eyes open, she hit her forehead with her palms. She moved towards the bed and put trailed her finger on her rosy lips, she felt his soft petals pressed against her mouth. Her being could never forget the taste of his lips, his juices on her own lips. She hid her face behind her palms, feeling flustered with her day dreaming.

Just what are you doing Bondita?

She dropped down on her bed, smiling sheepishly to herself as she remembered how she had convinced him the other day.

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Anirudh was sitting on his chair in the study. He was in the middle of typing something on his typewriter when all of a sudden, he felt someone cover his eyes from behind. As soon as he felt her smooth touch on his eyelids, he smiled but as a thought crossed his mind, he jerked her hands away. He was angry. He continued to type with a straight, grumpy face.

Bondita enclosed her arms around his neck from behind and leaned in near his ear. He didn't budge and she pouted her lips. She very slowly brushed her cheek with his and he felt electricity running down his spine at the effect she caused but melting Barrister Babu's anger was not child's play. She pulled him closer to her and his fingers which were on his typewriter froze. What was she exactly doing?

Her hands which were on his neck started moving down towards his chest but before she could do anything further, his hands held hers tightly and the next thing he did startled her to the core. He tugged on her petite body, pulling her on his lap leaving her completely shocked. His arms enclosed her waist and his hot breath fanned her lips. Amused, it took her a minute to register what just happened. Her arms were wrapped around his neck and her face was flushed.

He pulled her closer, his lips almost touching hers as he whispered, " I am not talking to you, Bondita."

Before she could say anything, she felt her feet on the floor with him getting up from the chair. He made a straight face at her and she huffed. He started walking past her.

She held his wrist and he tilted his head to look back at her.

Kyun urdu faarsi bolte ho
Das kehthe ho do tolte ho
Jhooton ke shehenshah, bolo na

Anirudh looked straight in her eyes, not blinking for even once. While she looked at him with innocence dripping down her eyes. She inched closer and in no time held his hands in hers, rubbing his knuckles gently. He turned his face away and her eyes widened. Was he not behaving like a kid now?

She cupped his face and her eyes grazed his eyes. She rubbed her palms on his face as she said," Pati Babu, why don't you understand? I will be fine, trust me."

He let out a sigh, turning his face away as he uttered," I never stopped you. I just wanted to tread along. Is it too much to ask?"

Bondita held his face again between her palms, making him face her as she uttered," Pati Babu, you made me self capable. I can handle things on my own. I promise I won't mess it up. Shotti!"

She pinched her throat and expected him to smile. But he turned his face away and began walking out and she felt pain engulfing her little heart.

She huffed yet again and shouted at him," Fine! I'll be leaving tomorrow. Mind it, Barrister Babu, you won't be able to see my face after I leave."

She spoke the last line almost in a whisper," I'd leave without meeting you."

Her heart was suddenly breaking apart. Her eyes welled up and her nose scrunched as she puffed her cheeks. She turned around facing the other side. Why would he be so worked up over a small thing? She wiped her tears with the edge of her thumb.

All of a sudden, she felt two arms engulfing her in a back hug. She leaned her head back on Anirudh's chest as she felt his arms enveloping her from behind. She turned around in his arms and her teary eyes shot up to look up at his dark orbs. Concern and love dripped from his eyes. He very softly kissed her forehead and she closed her eyes. His arms were securely wrapped around her tiny waist while her hands clutched the front of his shirt. He with his hands, wiped her tears and rubbed her cheek gently.

He embraced her tightly in his embrace as she hid her face in his chest. He pecked the top of her head as he whispered," Be safe, Bondita. All I want is my Bondita's safety and nothing else."

She clutched the front of his shirt tightly with her head rising up to look into his eyes. Without any warning, she rose to her toes and smashed her lips against his which took him by surprise. He smiled in between the kiss. Her arms reached up to encircle his neck while his hands grazed her waist. He pulled her closer as she tasted his rough petals with her soft ones.

Kabhi jhaanko meri aankhen
Sunaaye ek daastaan
Jo honton se kholna

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"Bondita Ji!"

Bondita opened her eyes with a jerk when the squeal of a girl reached her ears. She blushed profusely remembering the last time she kissed him.

"Bondita Ji!"

She heard the sharp squeal again and she immediately rushed downstairs as she said," Coming."

Bondita opened the door immediately and as soon as she did, Simrat threw her arms around her in a bone-crushing hug. Simrat was a girl who lived in the neighborhood. Stout and sweet, she was Bondita's companion in lonely times.

Bondita smiled at her warmly and Simrat beamed at her. She dragged Bondita inside and made her sit on the couch. It was all happening in haste and before Bondita could decipher anything, Simrat placed a gift in Bondita's lap.

Bondita's eyes widened in shock as she said," Simrat, what is this?"

"Bondita Ji, you ask a lot of questions! Unwrap it and you will know!" she replied as she sat on the couch next to Bondita.

Bondita hastily opened the gift wrap and her eyes beamed with joy as she saw a pink traditional Punjabi Salwaar kameez. She hugged Simrat immediately and said, " This is so beautiful! But what was the need, Simrat?"

Simrat held her hands tightly as she said, " Bondita Ji, you once expressed the wish of wearing this, remember? Plus, I've always seen you in sarees. I wanted you to try out something else. Trust me, you will look so pretty in this. Schhi!"

Simrat pinched her throat and Bondita in turn, laughed heartily. Simrat was a sweet girl indeed. In times of loneliness, she'd often come like a gentle breeze of peace and love. She loved this girl so much.

Bondita suddenly remembered Anirudh and there was a gloom laced around her face. Simrat tugged on her hand gently as she said," Don't fret, Bondita Ji! He must be missing you too."

Do chaar maheene se lamhon mein
Do chaar maheene se lamhon mein
Umron ke hisaab bhi hothe hain

Bondita smiled at her.

Simrat stood up from the couch and hastily took Bondita's hands and dragged her upstairs towards the room and all the time, Bondita couldn't decipher what all this girl had planned.

She pushed Bondita inside the room handing her the dress that she gifted to which Bondita's eyes widened in surprise. She shook her head, indicating a 'no' but Simrat pouted her lips and folded her arms across her chest, faking anger. In this one month, Bondita was well versed with her tantrums. She gave in and went inside.

Simrat tapped her feet on the floor, waiting impatiently for Bondita to show up.

The door finally creaked open and what she saw blew her mind. Bondita looked absolutely alluring in that pink Punjabi suit which fit her beautiful figure perfectly. Bondita was smiling sheepishly and Simrat immediately pulled onto her hands as she twirled her around. She squealed in joy ," You look so pretty, Bondita ji! Schhi! If Jiju sees you in this, he'd faint!"

Anirudh's mention brought a shy smile on Bondita's face as her face flushed red. Simrat had seen him in pictures.
Simrat eyed her for once and then said, rubbing her jaw," Wait, let me add some final touch."

Bondita's eyes widened in surprise as she eyed her but Simrat in turn ,made a puppy face and in no time, dragged Bondita in front of the mirror and made he sit.

She braided Bondita's hair beautifully, adorning it with a beautiful parandi that she had brought along. Bondita was blushing all the time. This was all so new to her. It looked so exciting and she was nervous at the same time. It had been ages since she ditched her usual Bengali saree. She saw herself being adorned with a beautiful set of earings and a necklace. She was loving it altogether. Finally, Simrat draped a Phulkari dupatta on her shoulder which added more perfection to her already perfect frame. Her Kohl rimmed eyes and her red glossy lips shimmered. Her red cheeks bashfully added the right amount of innocence and grace.

She turned around and she saw a thin dori on the back.

Simrat squealed ," Haaye main mar jaawan!"

Bondita made a face at her and then they burst into laughter.

Simrat held her hand again and dragged her down as she said," Let's go meet Maa! She'd be so happy to see you in this!"

Simrat was as fast as a train, unstoppable.

Just as they reached the downstairs, they stood numb at their positions when they saw a man examining the house.

Bondita froze at her spot as Simrat squealed," Jiju!!"

Yes, Anirudh was here.

When Anirudh saw Bondita, time stopped for a moment. His dark orbs were locked with her glassy eyes though they stood at a distance from each other. Bondita's eyes were welling up and she was finding it hard to have control over the gush of emotions inside her. She looked at him, her eyes tearing up from the wait. It was only a month but it felt as if she had not met him from ages.

It was no different for Anirudh. When his eyes landed upon his Bondita, he felt solace that he had not felt from the time she was away. His eyes were filling up with tears and his heart yearned to hold her in his embrace. He wanted to hide her inside him forever and never let her go.

At one point, Simrat came in between them and she was utterly surprised that they didn't even move from their positions. She marched forward towards the door, smiling sheepishly to herself. They were so beautiful together that it made her heart flutter.

She quietly tiptoed outside, closing the door behind her.

Just as she closed the door, the noise brought Anirudh and Bondita out of their trance.

Without even waiting for a single moment, Bondita ran straight into his arms as he took a few steps back. His arms clutched her tiny waist tightly as she wrapped her arms around his neck.

Jinhen dekha nahin kal tak
Jinhen dekha nahin kal tak
Kahin bhi ab kok mein
Woh chehre bote hain

Her feet dangled in air as she cried. She held onto him more tightly, not wanting to let go. He brushed her hair and rubbed her back gently, his own eyes tearing up. He let her down slowly and she immediately slammed her petite frame into him, wrapping her arms around his torso. She pushed herself into his chest more and he chuckled between his tears. She nuzzled her face in his chest as she muttered, " I missed you."

He clutched her waist and pulled her closer, her hot breath was fanning his chest. He had missed her so much.

Leaning down, he whispered in her ear," I missed you too, Bondita."

He noticed Bondita was not her usual self today. She looked beautiful in this new dress. She always did but for a change, it suited her.

He whispered," What is it that you're wearing, Bondita?"

She whispered back, rolling her fingers over his chest,"Do I look pathetic?"

His eyes widened in surprise. He reverted back, pulling her closer, " You look absolutely beautiful. I think I fell in love again with you."

Her heart skipped a beat at his confession and she looked up to meet his intense gaze on her.

She rose to her toes and gliding her hands to the collars of his shirt, she pulled his face closer, closing the gap between their lips. He smirked in between. His hands were wound around her waist and she felt her feet in air as the kiss intensified. She missed this taste. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling his mouth closer to hers. They had longed for this moment. They had craved for each other's warmth. His hands roamed around her curvy frame and she felt her whole body shivering.

He whispered huskily in between the kiss, " I'm not letting you sleep tonight."

Sun mere humdum
Humesha ishq mein hi jeena

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Sorry for the crap.

I have no idea about what I wrote ,trust me . It was better in my head.

It seems childish, no?
Well to me , it does.

Honest opinions needed.

I might delete this later.....

What even am I doing?