BARSAAT ~ ki ek raat [One Night of Rain] ~ Part 1

 

Arnav Khushi kept looking at each other. For the first time he is seeing someone as beautiful and innocent as her. her long lashes were clumped together and her hazel eyes and some of her hairs stuck on her skin because of rain and her pink plump lips trembling in cold with water dripping on her lips making it more tempting. He couldn't stop staring at her. Water. is dripping from her face and it slide down to her throat then it disappeared in her cleavage. He gulped hard looking at her cleavage as because of wet her Saree has clung to her body like second skin and he can see outline of her breasts. He is busy staring at her private part when wind blew so fast that her pallu flew in air and slide down on floor now revealing her red blouse to his sight. Now he can also see her matching red bra and her nipples also which has became hard and erect due to wet and cold. Khushi became so embarrassed, she quickly cover her front with her hands turning other-side trying hide from him but Arnav has already see her without pallu and now her back is fully visible to his dark eyes and he can't stop starting at her wet milky bare back. Suddenly Lightning blazed across the sky and then thunder. Khushi turned around and leaped into his arms hugging him closely. Her hands clutching at his back tight and she dug her face on his neck.

She is so scared of thunder. As if understanding her state he wrapped his arms around her bare back and pressed her more into himself protecting her"Shh," he whispered comforting her. He feel suddenly protective towards her. He ran his hand her bare back to comfort her and feeling protected Khushi move more closed in his arms feelings his warmth. Cold rain pouring down on them with wind also moving so fast but it did not matter to them after feeling each other's warmth. They wished they could stay there forever, held safe in each other's warmth. The rain did not matter. The cold did not matter. Her breathing is tickling his neck and

his breathing is tickling her nape making current pass in their body. His rough hand on her soft skin is burning her skin even in cold and feeling her soft body under rough palm he is just losing his control. He started to ran his fingers on her bare skin more for feeling her soft skin. And Khushi's breathing became more fast on his neck feeling his fingers moving sensuously on her bare back she clutch him more tight while closing her eyes and Arnav pull her flush to his pressing her bare back tightly by his palms. Now they can feel each other's body part clearly and Khushi flush felling his bare chest touching to her blouse. Her cheeks heat up as she doesn't realize what is happening here. They both so lost feelings each other when his mobile rang and both come out from their lost world. Pulling back from hug they both shockingly look at each other

"Arnav..." Khushi heard from other end as call mistakenly put on speaker. Arnav realize this and put speaker off

Arnav: Ya I am stuck here...

Khushi look at him sidely, his name is powerful just like him, how protective she felt in his arms. She kept looking at him muscular form. Arnav can feel her gaze on him while he continued talking on phone looking ahead only.

Arnav: OK see you tomorrow

Ending the call he look at Khushi who standing now looking at other-side.

She had wrapped pallu around her body obviously preventing from cold but it didn't help. She is still shivering with cold.

Arnav: What are you doing here in this late night?

Khushi startled hearing his husky voice for the first time. It made her shiver more.

Arnav notice this while waiting for her speak.

Khushi: Wo..wo..I got stuck here because of rain. And there is no vehicles here

Arnav lost in her soft voice.

Arnav: Same here. My car also got stuck here and there is no trance of vehicles as roads are block because of rain.

Khushi just lost in his talking; the way his lips move while water is still dripping from his hair to his lips and it slide down to his shirt. She look away embarrassed at her own behavior

Arnav: I was reaching for any vehicle when I saw you

Khushi: Thanks for saving me. If you don't come on time...

her voice broke now as tears gather in her eyes and she shiver remembering previous incident. She is so thankful to him for saving her without thinking his own life.

Arnav: hey... it's OK.

He press her cheeks lightly and current pass in their body once again feelings each other's touch. He withdrawn his hand back hesitantly and instantly Khushi miss his warmth touch

Arnav: there is nearby my farmhouse. I am moving to it. If you are comfortable then you can stay there for night as here is not safe for you and in morning you can leave for your home when road will be clear also

Khushi readily agree as he is saying right only. She instantly nodded to their surprised. She don't know why but she feel protected in his presence. Arnav got happy inside that she trust him and going to come with him.

They both walked to his farmhouse as they stop infront of his farmhouse Khushi stopped staring at this. It is first time she is seeing so beautiful and big farmhouse in real. It is more looking like mansion to her. They both enter inside farmhouse. It is so clean and neatly arrange everything. Khushi kept admiring it. Arnav saw her looking around admiringly and he couldn't stop admiring her again

Then Arnav led her inside. They are still shivering with cold and Khushi more shivering now as she can't control cold. Arnav notice it looking at her shivering form.

Arnav: there is some sarees inside cupboard, you can use anyone of it. And come out for dinner. You must be hungry right

Khushi nodded at him and Arnav move out to gave her space to change

Khushi open cupboard and look at sarees that place neatly one by one. She look mesmerized to see beautiful sarees as each one of them different from others and It seems to be costly. She hesitant first but she has nothing to wear so she chosen simple black color Saree

Arnav is sitting there firing bonfires to make place warm. He is waiting for Khushi When he felt wind moving around him and her aroma feel in air.

He look up to see breathtaking sight in-front of him Khushi is standing there wearing black Saree looking so hot and sexy. She is looking so sexy in that red Saree then now again she is looking hot in transparent black Saree and she is still shivering with cold and her trembling lips now inviting him to taste her. Water is dripping from her wet hairs on her shoulders making her blouse wait. Arnav gulped looking at her blouse, her blouse is so revealing and it is not her size. It is loose on her, that's why he can see clearly see her cleavage. He gulped down his desire looking away. Khushi is so embarrassed to stand like that in-front of him in this revealing Saree and blouse but she have don't have any choice as in cupboard every Saree is transparent and blouse too. Don't know who wear this type of blouse. She look up at him. He is wearing black shirt with two buttons of his shirt open this time too and she can see his hard chest clearly. She gulped looking at other side but again her eyes move to him and their eyes met and at the same time they sneeze together. They both look up at each other and then smile . Arnav couldn't stop staring at her trembling lips stretching to smile at him. She look so beautiful with smiling face. And Khushi too admiring his handsome smiling face. They both lost in admiring each other

They both don't know what store for them in this rainy night but it will surely unite them forever

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1: What do you feel meeting of Arshi in rainy night? Do you feel it hot, passionate, intimate, intense and ofcourse sizzling one?

2: What would be Arnav's character here?

3: What would be Khushi's character here?

4: What questions you have regarding Arshi here?

5: What you feel in thunder scene? It is protectiveness or attraction?

6: Whoes call come to Arnav?

7: What sarees are doing in Arnav's cupboard? Do you have this question?

8: What do you think what is store for them in rainy night

9: Will both of them lost themselves for eachother

10: Will they both consummate without knowing each other?

11: it is love at first sight or it is attraction only?

BARSAAT ~ ki ek raat [One Night of Rain] ~ Prologue

 

It is raining heavily outside and thundering loudly in sky. and now Khushi Kumari Gupta is stuck in this rain. She is walking lonely on road in that rain which is pouring heavily down on her making her red saree wet and it has cling to her body. She is shivering with cold and thundering loudly in sky making her shivered mores she is scare of thundering and lightning and she is walking fast looking for any vehicle but in midnight there seems no vehicle on road.When from nowhere light flash on her face as and her eyes wided in fear as she sees car is coming her way with full speed when two strong arms lifted her body from ground and whirled away into the 

rain, holding her tight as she clung to him.The car roared past, the thunder clapped, she was safe.She felt warmth of his body. 

She sigh in relief realizing she is safe now. Her body is pressing tightly to his body so she can feel his hard chest and she can hear his racing heart and there both hearts beating in one rythem only. She open her eyes looking upward at him and she stared at the most handsome face she had ever seen. She was all the while admiring at his face. She saw his jaw; he had a slightly growth stubble. And his beautifully formed lips. and two strands of his hair is falling on his forehead and Water is dripping from his hair to his face making him look more hot. few drops of rainwater ran down to his face fell on her face making her shivered. She look down only to see his bare chest with first two button of his shirt's is open giving her full view to his bare chest. She look at him suddenly and embarrassed to find him looking at her only. She shivered more at his burning gaze on her wet body. They both kept looking at each other standing in rain

"Arnav Singh Raizada"

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1: As Everyone got to know who is that man who save Khushi is none other than Arnav 

2: How is Arshi rain hug it is intimate? It is passionate? It is hot? It is romantic? It is intense?

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Unconditional love ~ Part 2

 

Khushi: Arnav, you have to eat!

She protested as he rolled toward the living room.

Arnav: I don't have to do anything...

He replied without a backward glance. Khushi started to follow him, and then sat back in her chair. Their somewhat embittered discussion had stolen her appetite, too. It revealed so much of the frustration they had known in the past year since the engine of Arnav's plane had failed on takeoff from a friend's ranch and he had crashed.

Her own father had been killed in an air crash of a private plane, which Khushi had survived. The memory of that had been vivid when Khushi had flown to somewhere, uncertain whether Arnav would be dead or alive when she arrived.

Even when she got there, it was days before the doctors felt confident about his recovery. Their immediate concern had been stopping the internal bleeding and making the necessary repairs to keep him alive.

The operation to relieve the pressure on the main nerve trunk to his legs had been too delicate and complicated to attempt in his critical and weakened condition following the crash, so the decision had been made to wait until he had recovered his strength before attempting it.

At the time, Khushi had been too grateful to have him alive to risk losing him on the operating table, so she had agreed with the medical opinion.

Given a second chance, Khushi knew she would make the same decision. The operation to relieve the pressure had been performed only a short time ago. It was successful to the point that he now had some feeling in his legs, although he hadn't regained the use of them. That, the doctors felt, would depend on the body's healing process, which required time and hope.

For Arnav, hope was becoming threadbare from overuse. He could no longer hold on to it with any certainty that it would be fulfilled.

After being an invalid for nearly a year, his patience was gone. He had expected immediate results from the operation. Numbed legs instead of no feeling had not given him enough encouragement.

After living a life that demanded physical exertion of all sorts, Arnav faced the looming prospect of limited activity with growing bitterness. In this bitterness, he lashed out at everyone, and most especially Khushi. And she knew he was doing it on purpose, he doesn't want his unnecessary trouble for her. If he was trying to break her tenacious hold on hope, she wondered how long she would be able to hold on to it under his attacks.

The strain of the last months was wearing on her, too. Sighing, she reached for the coffee.

"Khushi?" A male voice questioningly called her name with quiet concern. She sensed he must have spoken before, only she hadn't heard him. She glanced up and smiled at the dark-haired man standing beside the table. It was a haunted smile, a ghost of the animated warmth that it usually carried.

Khushi: Hello, Aman. I'm sorry I didn't hear you come in.

She apologized, gesturing toward a chair opposite hers.

Khushi: Have some coffee.

Aman: I saw ASR out on the veranda. Isn't he coming with us?

He sat down, smoothing a silvered wing in his otherwise dark hair.

Maria walked in carrying the breakfast plates for Khushi and Arnav, enabling Khushi to avoid Aman's question for the time being.

Maria frowned at the empty space at the head of the table and glanced at Khushi.

Maria: Where is Mister Raizada?

Khushi: He's out on the veranda. He said he wasn't hungry, but why don't you take him a tray in case he changes his mind.

She suggested, knowing that Arnav would probably leave the food to sit or feed it to Max, the German shepherd. And he wouldn't want to trouble her for any help. If only he would knew that how much she wanted to help him to cure out of his misery.

Maria agreed, clicking her tongue as she hurried back toward the kitchen.

Khushi: He will never be strong again if he doesn't eat.

Khushi sighed, drawing Aman's concern gaze. Perceptively he noticed the slight drop to her shoulders. There were faint shadows beneath her eyes and a trembling line to her mouth.

Aman: Has he let loose already this morning?

Khushi: Yes.

She nodded with a wry twist of her mouth. There was no point in lying or in pretending that she didn't know what Aman was talking about. He had known Arnav much longer than she had. He had even been there when Arnav was pulled from the plane wreckage.

At the time Aman had been the foreman for Arnav Singh Raizada, his best friend and best man at their wedding. And Aman had been the one who had met Khushi at the airport and driven her to the hospital where Arnav had been taken.

A few days after the accident, he had stopped by the hospital. It was then that Aman had told her he had quit his job with Arnav and was striking out for parts unknown.

Khushi had never delved into the precise reason that Aman had left after working so many years for Arnav, although she had her suspicions. Aware that Arnav's convalescence would be a long one, without being aware how long; Khushi had asked Aman if he would temporarily fill the post as foreman on the AR designs until Arnav was able to take over again.

Almost a year later, he was still here, temporarily filling in.

Khushi: I suppose I should be used to Arnav's outbursts of frustration by now.

She rubbed a hand across her forehead, with mental tiredness.

Aman: No one ever gets used to it.

Khushi: I suppose not," she sighed.

Maria walked through the dining room with an attractively set breakfast tray for Arnav.

The aloo puri on her own plate didn't arouse Khushi's appetite, but she began eating it anyway. There was too much to be done this morning to attempt to accomplish it on an empty stomach.

The sound of the sliding glass doors opening to the poolside was heard, and unconsciously Khushi tensed as Maria's shoes clattered onto the cobble-stoned veranda. The musical lilt of Maria's voice speaking in her slightly accented English was carried into the dining room, although her exact words were not distinguishable.

There wasn't any difficulty understanding Arnav.

Arnav: Dammit! I told her I wasn't hungry!

His angrily shouted words were followed by a resounding crash as the breakfast tray was obviously hurled away.

Arnav: Maria, I...

This time there was a faintly apologetic tone in his voice, but Arnav didn't complete the sentence.

Tears burned the back of Khushi's brown eyes. Her gaze ricocheted away from the grim line of Aman's mouth. It was all she could do to keep from crying.

Aman: He's in rare form this morning. I hope he doesn't explode like that around the office.

He commented dryly, sipping at his coffee.

Khushi: There's no need to worry. He isn't coming with us.

She said tightly, concentrating on the aloo puri on her plate.

Aman: He's not?

Khushi: No...

Aman: Did he give a reason?

Khushi: Oh, yes. He said he wasn't interested in a token involvement. He felt we were patronizing him by pretending he still made decisions about how the company was run.

Aman: The entire program for the employees is his. Did you mention that? How are we supposed to know what he was trying to develop?

Khushi: I don't think Arnav cares anymore.

There was a lump in her throat, large and painful.

Khushi: He said we've run the company very capably without him and we can keep on doing it.

Her eyes were clouded by inner distress as she glanced at his best friend sitting opposite her.

Khushi: He's convinced he isn't going to get any better.

Aman: A man like ASR doesn't give up no matter what he says. Inside he keeps on fighting.

Khushi: Does he?

Her chin quivered with painful tears.

Khushi: Today he said that he wished his friend hadn't pulled him out of the plane. I understand how he must feel, but..

She pressed a hand against her mouth to check the sob that rose in her throat

Khushi: he doesn't seem to care anymore about anything, not even the company. Or me, she could have added, but didn't.

Aman: He denies that he cares because he cares too much.

Khushi: I wish I could believe that.

Heaven knew that she tried. 

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What do you think will Arnav able to come out of his misery with the help of Khushi?

Will he agree to take her hand to support him in all the way?