Taarey SS: VEER CHAPTER-3 It was middle of the night. Everyone was sleeping. But Rey couldnt. Aadat nahi thi na. To sleep in such a uncomfortable place. And he couldnt make himself comfortable. Already everyone was asleep and he had been trying to calm himself then. And now, he just couldnt sleep. Again, again he cursed Taani and that AVP. Partiality towards their team was just so making him irritated. He tried to adjust himself, but after a moment gave up. He sat on his bed, trying to gain focus and calm down. But eventually, he couldnt take the silence and moved out of the dorm. It was so dark and silent. Almost scary. Not scary for him though. He was the dude. He was missing dance. When they used to dance for fun, to take their feelings out. But curse their AVP. Every single thing he loved was taken by her. Dance, Masti, Dosti,... Taani. He stopped outside the Welhelms dorm. And faced the closed door. The name of welhelms was giving him anger. Especially that Veer. He remembered how that Veer had... But he stopped it. Or he would end up breaking the door and killing him. And then Taani would come and fight with him again. He could already imagine what Taani would say. Aapko to sirf ladna aata he. Yeah, wo hi to kehti thi na ki ladne me me expert hu. Then look now, I am not fighting. I am just going to sit back like a good sweet boy and do what you want me to do. Seriouslly, konse type ki ladki he wo. Aakhir ladkiyan itani complicated hoti kyun he? Unako samjhana science ke formulae se bhi hard he. Ham jo karate he, sab galat hi lagata he unhe. Fight ki to galat, prank kiya to galat, masti ki to galat. COmpliment di to galat. Nahi di to galat. Ladke kare bhi to kya kare? God, Taani. As if on cue, he found himself in front of the girls dorm. He faced the door with pursed lips pondering his decision. He was feeling very naughty. He wanted to do something unusual right now. He wanted to see her again. He still remembered, how sweet she looked while asleep. Smile formed on his face again. He felt like smiling smiling and only smiling. Taanis effect. The T effect. Whatever... Why does he feel like a kid again? Who is very excited to eat ice- cream. Taani ko dekhne ke liye itani bechani kyun ho rahi he. Itani excitement? He stopped, thinking again, door open karu, na karu, karu, na karu... He looked at his surroundings and then slowly grabbed the handle and turned it slowly. Hoping he would not get caught. He opened the door, expecting dark only. He was surprised to find the night lamp on. Taani and Aashi had been staying there only as they were needed for arrangements and helping both the teams. Both had been staying in the girls dorm. Aashi was fast asleep with her head covered up, but Taani... He blinked at the sight of her. She was fast asleep with her head on the study table. Night lamp on. Her eyes were closed, with a soft dreamy smile on her lips, like she was having happy dreams. Rey again felt that feeling. That feeling which tinkled his whole existence. The beauty which controlled his existence, whether he accepted it or not. He felt smiling. Every problem in the world was nothing compared to the relief she radiated, the feeling she gave him. He was not the fan of literature, but it reminded him of what he had learned in the school. Loves labour won- the lost play of Shakespiere. He wondered unconsciouslly, how those writers could write like this which made us believe that it is just written for me. See, when a person behaves like this, when he finds his interests turned dramatically different, when he sounds all filmy to himself, you know that he is gone mad. Mad in love. Taani made him love the love, love the feeling of love, love himself. His life was beautiful. He was crouched by the chair she was sitting on sleeping. Looking at her face constantly. Who knows how long had it been? It still felt not even close to enough. He felt like he could live his life looking at that angel. Rey: (Looking constantly at her. With that softness in his expression. That romantic husky tone) (He wondered) (whispering) Koi itana khubsoorat kese ho sakta he? Koi itana achha kese ho sakta he? Itane jhagde hue, itani bar chillaya me, rudely bat ki, muje hate karane ke sare reasons diye he tumhe. (sighing softly. Getting support from his hand looking at her dreamily) Phir bhi muje itana pyar kyun karati ho Taani? Kyun itana trust karati ho mujpe? (Adjusting again) Muje pata he tum mujpe trust karati ho. Tum kuch bhi kaho, tumhari bate kitana bhi tumhari feelings chhupaye, (taking a soft breath) Tumhari aankhe batati he, ki me tumhare liye kitana important hoon. (He smiled at her sleeping frame) Taani stirred suddenly, taking a breath and adjusting herself and her hands. Still sleeping smiling smiling. And her hand came on his hand accidently. Rey felt a thrill go to him. Her touch... He looked at her softly. Again wondering. Aakhir koi itana masoom kese ho sakta he. He always felt like he had to take care of her. Even if she hated it. Just instinctively. That hyper feeling. That Taani belongs to me only. Phir bhi kyun usake sath hote, esa lagta tha ki he had never been this strong. Like... Ajib sa trust wo feel karata tha Taani pe. Bar bar khud ko rokne ke bad bhi. Bahot man karata tha, bas just to stay in her embrace forever. To stay in her shadow. To feel the relief she gave him. He felt so much calm. He felt like maybe I should just sleep here. In her presence, where no one can do any harm to me. But... the destiny doesnt allow it. He looked with a bit down expression at her. Hesitantly, he removed his hand from under hers and stood up. He looked at her for a moment. He felt an urge to touch her. So hesitantly, he took his hand and touched her 1face softly for a long but not long enough moment. He turned off the lamp and looking at her one last time, went out of the dorm. Taani smiled unconsciously.
Posted on: Wed, 12 Mar 2014 16:03:26 +0000
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