Song 92:
After having taked a warm shower and washed off all the colours of Holi, they were purged of all the dirt and sins of the world. They receded into their tranquil, squeaky clean world with not a trace of artifice. He in his comfy, pure white kurta pajama, she in a soft saree, the shade of love. It was time to unburden the heart. It was time to let go of pretenses. It was time to let him know why she feared being so close to him.
She was almost scared of being loved by him the way he did. She knew the intensity of his love would scorch her.
What they had shared was a fleeting shower of awesomeness. It had left her replenished for life. But she did not know whether she could let him call her his jaan, his 'life'. Could life last forever? How far could she be his life? She loved him immensely and that was the precise reason why she distanced herself (or tried to, in vain). When their twin lips had met, it was like two worlds coming together, two destinies and two lives. And today after he had soiled her in his urgent love, and later after he had warmly soaped her bare back, she had suddenly felt like the luckiest woman on earth. She didn't want to blink in that dream-like night. As the rain trickled outside, she sang deep into the night, keeping herself awake, for she feared when she woke up, they might not be together.
After having taked a warm shower and washed off all the colours of Holi, they were purged of all the dirt and sins of the world. They receded into their tranquil, squeaky clean world with not a trace of artifice. He in his comfy, pure white kurta pajama, she in a soft saree, the shade of love. It was time to unburden the heart. It was time to let go of pretenses. It was time to let him know why she feared being so close to him.
She was almost scared of being loved by him the way he did. She knew the intensity of his love would scorch her.
What they had shared was a fleeting shower of awesomeness. It had left her replenished for life. But she did not know whether she could let him call her his jaan, his 'life'. Could life last forever? How far could she be his life? She loved him immensely and that was the precise reason why she distanced herself (or tried to, in vain). When their twin lips had met, it was like two worlds coming together, two destinies and two lives. And today after he had soiled her in his urgent love, and later after he had warmly soaped her bare back, she had suddenly felt like the luckiest woman on earth. She didn't want to blink in that dream-like night. As the rain trickled outside, she sang deep into the night, keeping herself awake, for she feared when she woke up, they might not be together.
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