Akash patel, 26 years man who had always been the quiet kid in college, the one who preferred the comfort of his books to the chaos of loud parties. Yet, despite his introverted nature, he had a secret-a crush on the most popular girl in college.
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"Tujhe chuye bina ishq Kiya hai maine, tujhse nahi tere ehsaas se ishq Kiya hai humne" ~ akash meera patel ___________________________________________ Maine chaaha tujhe Meri khata nahi Meri khata hai ke Tujhe pata nahi
I turned around my gaze feeling something inside clenching my stomach in a beautiful way but I closed my eyes and slowly raised my hands to slide up the straps of meera nighty and adjusted it properly.
She looked at me when I opened my eyes slowly looking at her who was looking at me with an unknown emotion.
"mujhe maaf kijiyega meera ji mera irada aapko nazar andaaz karne ka nahi tha magar mere liye yeh sab Naya hai aur main kabhi bhi hamare rishte ko bas meri marzi ke hisab se nahi badhana chahta" i whispered biting my lower lips and looking straight into her orbs.
(Please forgive me, my intention was not to ignore you, but all this is new for me and I never want to expand our relationship just according to my wishes)
"Mujhe pata hai pati- patni ke beech yeh sab cheezein hona jaruri hai aur aage yeh hoga bhi" I said firmly gulping my saliva when she didn't say anything but stare at me.
(I know that all these things are necessary between husband and wife and this will happen in the future too)
"I just don't want to have se..x with you but I want to make love to you" I said in honesty but my muscles were tensing up so as not to hurt her.
"I'm not denying you in any way, you are the best lady of my life after my mother and sisters. I want us to feel each other, I want us to crave for each other touch, I want us to understand each other fully, I want our heart and body becomes one when we confessed with each other" I said trembling holding her hot hand in my cold hands in nervousness but I have to confessed my love to her before becoming one
As I gaze into Meera's eyes, I realize that I want more than just physical intimacy. I crave an emotional connection, a deep understanding that transcends words.
Before we take this crucial step, I want to know her - truly know her. Her fears, desires, dreams, and passions. I want to hear her whispers, her laughter, and her tears.
I long to confess my feelings, to bare my soul and let her see the real me. I want her to know that I cherish her, that I'll stand by her through life's ups and downs.
"Real me kya hota hai ? Ab andar se aurat bahar nikalega kya ?" My subconscious mind laughed at me
( What is the real me ? Will the woman come out from inside now?)
