कभी कभी मेरे दिल में ख़याल आता है,
के ये बदन ये निगाहें मेरी अमानत हैं ,
के ये बदन ये निगाहें मेरी अमानत हैं ,
ये गेसुओं की घनी छाओं हैं मेरी खातिर
ये होंठ और ये बाहें मेरी अमानत हैं..
Author's POV.
She felt different hearing his words.
He doesn't want to ruin her innocence.
"Am I so innocent?".
She asked and he smiled.
Pushing her hairs off her face, he spoke,
"You don't have the slightest idea, babu. You're so innocent."
She didn't knew what he meant but she hid her face in the crook of his neck.
Breathing hotly.
He continued sharing his feelings with her.
"Kal raat, Jo kuch bhi hua, hum nahi chahte the ho. Humne tumhari-"
She cut her off and replied,
"Hume acha laga. Pata nahi kyu, par Hume acha laga, ji."
He pecked her temple.
"Atleast let me finish, Priya."
She nodded.
"I wanted it to go slow, I didn't wanted to rip your clothes, this way. Look here," he muttered cupping her cheek.
She raised her eyes up to look into his.
Rubbing his thumb on her cheek he replied,
"Tum naaraz nahi na ho humse?"
She shook her head immediately, "Why would I be?".
He nodded his head, licking his lips and murmured,
"Tumhe Yun dekhne ka haq bas humara hai, Priya. Bas humara."
She smiled gently, nodding her head.
Although it was something very new for her, very awkward and weird for her but she, she was feeling good, whatever was happening between them, it made her feel good.
His jaw tensed, as he spoke the next line,
"Hum tumse jyada din chupa nahi paenge, Hume darr lag raha hai."
She raised her body slightly up only to take him in her arms.
He did.
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Sarpanch's Biwi • 18+
Romance1950s. ***Story contains mature scenes and Hindi phrases which are not translated in english*** Abhigyan Singh, a Sarpanch of the village named 'Tarapur'. The position was passed to him by his father at the age of 20, when his father was on his deat...
