उड़ उड़ के कहेगी ख़ाक सनम
ये दर्द ए मुहब्बत सहने दो
मुझे तुमसे मुहब्बत हो गई है
मुझे पलकों की छाँओ में रहने दो
एहसान तेरा होगा मुझ पर
दिल चाहता है वो कहने दो
मुझे तुमसे मुहब्बत हो गई है
मुझे पलकों की छाँओ में रहने दो
Author's POV.
It was night. Priya was cleaning dirty utensils in the kitchen, no one was present around.
Abhigyan grabbed the opportunity and entered inside the kitchen. Taking slow steps, he snaked his hands around her waist.
Priya knew it was him.
Who else would dare to hold her?
He slowly, rubbed his nose on her neck.
She didn't react.
He kept on standing, with his arms around her waist, until she finished her work.
Pushing his hands away from her waist, she wiped her hands and started moving towards her room.
Abhigyan followed her, silently.
After they entered the room, he closed the door behind them.
She opened her jewels and kept it in the drawer. Taking out her night cotton saree from the cupboard, she started walking out of the room, but Abhigyan held her wrist and stopped her.
She tried to loosen his hold, but failed miserably.
In a swift motion, he pushed her against the wall, their chests crashing against each other. He took the clothes from her hand and threw it aside on the bed.
Placing a needy, hungry kiss on her lips and caressing it with his thumb, he whispered in a hoarse voice,
"Pehle se gussa hai hum, aur naaraz mat karo Hume."
She ignored his words. Why should he be angry? He already knew that he had to leave for town along with his mother, it was her who didn't knew. Neither did he informed her.
And also, his mother talks to her so roughly the entire day, she manages that. All she needed was peace now.
She pushed him aside and started walking away, but Abhigyan, was really not in mood today. He was cold. Angry. In his ruthless self.
He grabbed her braid and gripped it in a fist.
Pulling her back towards his chest.
She hissed in pain.
From behind, he gritted his teeth and questioned,
"Kis baat ki narazgi hai tumhe? Abhi nikaal de saari?".
She hissed. Tears collected in her eyes. And she started sobbing silently.
Abhigyan held her jaw tightly from behind and muttered,
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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...
