“You haven’t said a word in the last hour,”

Khushi placed her home keys on the table and turned around to see Arnav closing the door behind him. They’d decided to come back to her place straight away, skipping dinner and the plan to return Raagini’s car – both of which suddenly seemed too mundane to waste time over. And yet, it was a reality that her head was pounding and her heart almost about to give up. Her finger nails were now blue and it was still sweltering hot outside, rain still imminent in the air.

“I was listening to the songs.” She said softly. It was a complete lie and though they’d decided to be honest with each other, she knew there would always be things she would keep to herself. Not the things that needed conversation of course, that much she promised herself and him (silently).

“In the hour and ten minutes we took to get home, love, we heard exactly two songs and five hundred advertisements. Not to mention that ridiculous RJ trying to be funny.” He pointed out, every word measured and every inch of facial muscle moving in careful precision. If she had any doubt about the impact of what she had declared on him, it was fast flying out of metaphorical windows.

She widened her eyes, vowing to keep the moment as light as it could be for as long as it could be – for her own nerves as much for his. “You don’t like RJ Avi! How is that possible? He is hilarious. Especially his mimicry bit. He does this impression of a Bangalore local and it’s the best thing I’ve heard ever.”

He smiled and shook his head. “I don’t know whether to compliment or criticize your taste given what it will say of me just as eloquently.”

This time she chuckled and shrugged. “You are sure you don’t want dinner? I have potatoes – I can try and make a sabzi…I cannot cook rotis to save my life but with bread…”

“I don’t want food.” Arnav replied as he walked in through the small foyer into the living room that was not much larger but seemed to be more spacious given Khushi had spent no money or effort in furnishing it more than it needed.

“Okay.” She replied and then looked around her nervously. The small lamp on her right, the sofa-cum-bed on her right, the couple of picture frames on the small room partition leading up to the bedroom, everything in her home, things that made it what it was, suddenly felt alien. They had decided to come back to her house instead of making it to Arnav’s despite the fact that she was curious as hell to know what his space said about him. And though she was thankful for the familiarity around her, she knew that she would never see any of these things the same way after tonight. Something about Arnav’s presence here in her home, the fact that he’d breathed the same air as what probably brushed against her earthly possessions, had changed everything irreversibly.

And that was not all that was going to change irreversibly this night, a voice spoke in her head as she watched Arnav walk right up to her and stop just an inch away. She tilted her head up so she could look into his eyes.

“You are nervous.” He said softly as he reached out to curve his palm around her neck.

“And you aren’t?” She asked him as she felt his skin tremble against hers.

He smiled and dipped his mouth to place kisses on her lips, light ones that teased her mercilessly. “No.”

“Liar,” She accused him as she stepped forward and wove her fingers into his hair.

“Maybe a little.” He confessed when she kissed his ear lobe and nibbled at the skin beneath it. “Khushi, I know what you said earlier,” He whispered as he kissed the base of her neck. “But, I…we’ve waited a long time. Waiting for some more is will be hard – pun intended – but I’m sure we can manage it. If you are not sure about this tonight, we don’t have to rush it.”

“And waste the last minute pharmacy stop?” She asked with a raised eyebrow.

“I knew it bothered you.” He said as he leaned away to look at her.

She smiled and shook her head. “No. I just…” She bit her lip. “You’ll think I am stupid. And worse, in your new we should tell each other everything mode, you’ll tell me exactly how stupid you think that is.”

Arnav chuckled. “Ouch. Here I thought I was being rather sensible with the honesty campaign.”

“You were,” She said as she raised her hand and smoothed his hair away from his forehead only to watch it fall back over his eyes like it had a mind of its own. “But I can’t keep letting you get away with feeling like the only smart one always, can I?”

“If you are still counting, you might want to add this to the list of reasons why I love you.” Arnav whispered as he turned his face and caught the middle of her palm with his lips as his fingers wrapped themselves around her wrist.

“You love me because I make you feel like an idiot?” She asked with a raised eyebrow. “I can do more of…”

Before she could finish her statement, he twisted her arm slightly and pushed it behind her back, pulling her torso up against his as he dipped his head and kissed her again. This time his kiss was different. Perhaps her response was just as different too. They’d known urgency and breathlessness before but this time, there was a sense of certainty and purpose in their exchange that colored everything and left a blazing trail of anticipation in its wake. She felt it in the brush of his hands that slipped under her shirt and tugged at it in silent permission. A wave of embarassment flooded her senses as she recalled her many mirror memories. It took her a minute to push them away and nod ever so slightly in acknowledgement. It was a minute that showed her he was willing to wait an eternity of such – if that’s what it took.

So when he pulled her shirt over her head and cast it aside, leaving her more exposed physically than she had been in front of anyone else, she breathed in deeply and willed herself to focus on the short pulses of pleasure that were tingling against her exposed skin.

“Open your eyes.” He whispered hoarsely. “Look at me.”

She hadn’t even realized her eyes had closed of their own accord. She opened her eyes slowly to look at him staring down at her, his eyes brilliant. She stepped as close as she could and threw her hands around his waist, burying her head in his neck. The feel of his body – fully clothed as it was against her partially bare one, was incomparably arousing. It stole her breath every time the soft cotton of his shirt brushed against her skin.

“You were telling me about the pharmacy pitstop,” He whispered against her ear as his index finger looped into the strap on her right shoulder and pulled it down. Before she could take another steadying breath, he was kissing the slope of her breast, his fingers expertly teasing their way to the evidence of her desire, strengthening it to the point of unnecessary shyness. “If it didn’t bother you…”

“I,” She licked her lips as his head moved further south, exposing more skin as it travelled. Did he really expect her to keep up a conversation when he was doing what he was? “I just realized that all this…”

“Sex, you mean?” His teeth grazed the contrasting contours of skin above her wildly thumping heart.

“Fuck,” She whispered as his tongue replaced his teeth and thought muddled into uncomprehensible chaos in her head.

“That too,” He whispered many moments later as he tugged her other strap down her shoulder and replicated his ministrations. “What did you realize, Khushi?” He asked another set of inexorably pleasure-filled moments later, breathing as heavily as she was when he lifted his head up and looked into her eyes.

“Are you trying to drive me crazy?” She whispered as he leaned in and unhooked her bra, allowing it to fall freely between them before he tugged at her hair and let it fall over her shoulders.

“Is it working? Because that would be a very small peek into what you’ve been doing to me all these days.” He whispered as he allowed his hands to caress her bare arms and curve around her neck and into her hair before pulling her flush against him again, kissing her – now ravenously as he explored everything they had been only testing waters with all these months. “If you could see how sexy you look right now, disheveled and brilliantly warm, you’d never question your attractiveness to me ever again, baby.”

She swallowed her instinct to dismiss his claim and once again reminded herself to feel the sense of carnal bliss that was overpowering every rational thought and every schooled response. “I’d like to be able to see what sexy and dishelved looks too.” She whispered as she tugged at his shirt.

“Take what you want,” He offered simply, his eyes burning as he watched her fingers fumble against the buttons of his shirt. She gave his shirt another hesitant tug, pulling out of the band at his waist. She shivered as his hands slipped down her bare back and curved along the slopes and turns of her body. She licked her parched lips again in what she guessed (correctly) would be last moment of lucidity before she could gather the courage to take exactly what he encouraged her to.

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She woke up to the feeling of very agreeable lassitude that seemed to have seeped into her bones. A sense of delicious weariness stretched and snuggled into the unknown crevices she discovered in her own body as she shifted and adjusted herself. The warmth of a gently rising and falling chest, a strong and sleep-laden arm splayed around her waist and curved gently at the curve of her hip and the little brush of surprisingly soft feet against her calves – everything reminded her of just how wonderfully satiated she was.

“Good morning,” He whispered into her ear. She turned around gently in surprise as she saw him watching her, his eyes heavy with what she hoped was sleep. Because if it was desire…Smiling at the barely hidden wishfulness in her own thoughts, she leaned back into his chest. The room was swathed in darkness, the only light coming from the natural paleness of midnight mixed with street halogens and electronic devices displaying time.

“Did I pass out?” She asked with a small smile.

“I wish I could say I was good enough to cause that.” He said softly as he sighed against her jaw and tightened his hold on her waist. A series of warm tingles erupted along her arm and she shivered slightly. A slow rise of heat sent shock waves up her torso and surprised her with the strength of her own response to his proximity. She looked up instinctively at her clock and realized that she had slept for less than an hour.

“Did you fall asleep too?”

“Hmm,” He agreed. “If I had not, you’d be waking up a lot sooner.”

She smiled and sighed against his chest, closing her eyes as she became aware of soreness in hitherto unexercised muscles.

“So what was it you never realized after all?” He asked softly, picking up the thread that had earlier been let go in the pursuit of greater pleasures

“And I thought I was the curious one.” She said with a chuckle.

“When it comes to you, I seem to be a lot of things I never realized I was.” He confessed with a nip at the skin of her neck just below her jaw.

She closed her eyes and suppressed the need to let out a hungry moan.

“Hmm?” He insisted against her and she sighed, realizing that he wasn’t going to let it go.

“I never realized that sex…making love…can be this…ermmm….interesting even when it is so planned.” She confessed. “I mean the well thought of pharmacy visit, of course.” She realized she had half expected him to carry condoms and yet, if he had, she’d have worried endlessly about why.

Arnav chuckled. “You mean what we did was not romantic enough?”

She thought for a moment and then nodded. “Not the kind of romance that comes packaged in fiction, at least.”

He stayed silent in response to that statement but it was a silence that didn’t bother Khushi like some others had in the past. She didn’t know if it was the intimacy of what they’d shared this night or the relationship they’d built in the last few weeks, but she seemed almost sure in the knowledge that he had taken her words at face value.

“You mean a novel version might have had us going at it without care for protection or protocol?”

“Going at it?” She asked with a raised eyebrow.

She felt him smile at against her skin as he rubbed his nose against her ear, deeply inhaling her scent. It was an act so erotic that her skin broke out into gooseflesh all along her arms. As if instinctively tuned in to her actions, he kissed the corner of her bare shoulder. It was a gesture so unexpectedly familiar that she turned to lie on her stomach and snuggled up his body. A smile curved her lips into a crescent that refused to either dim or bloom as the minutes ticked by in slow upsurge in the pace of their heartbeats and of their breaths.

“I’m sorry…”

She looked up at him, confused by the unbridled regret in his voice. When the expression on his face matched right up to the tenor of his voice, her smile finally slipped and her brows creased.

“What’s wrong?”

“I hurt you. I really wanted it to be…”

She leaned up and kissed him, hard enough to make him groan. A lightening bolt of satisfaction shot through her core as she realized she could feel him hardening against her very generous curves. “I have to find a way to make sure you talk less when we are doing this” She whispered as she adjusted herself and allowed her hands to explore. “Does it look like I’m hurt?” She asked as he titled his head back and swallowed wordlessly. She wasn’t, for once, lying completely. When he’d entered her body, as willing and ready as she had been given how eloquently he’d made her body shatter just seconds ago – using his enviously proficient touch and teeth, it had hurt. For a moment following the intrusion, as welcome and eagerly anticipated as it was, she had wondered why sex was even half as exalted as it was. But the sight of him struggling to keep his sanity even as his body surged to claim what nature had programmed it to seek, was enough for her to ask him to slow down but not stop. And as he had worked to help her, a slow tizzle of pleasure had seeped into crashing bodies. That her fulfillment had come from a little help than just the rhythm that was touted to be as old as time, had been of little consequence and endless awe.

“At the moment, no, not quite.” He said gruffly, his eyes closed. Emboldened by the intensity of his response, she continued her discovery, replacing hands with lips. He hissed as she found the most sensitive spots on his body and let herself probe what she had discovered for sharper response.

“I’m trying to take this slow, Khushi.”

“Apologizing was the wrong thing to do, then” She smirked, surprised by her own audacity. Losing one’s virginity may not as pleasurable as romance novels made it out to be but there was something to be said about the freedom it seemed to have bestowed on her to explore what would have only scandalized her if she’d heard about it in third person. She lowered her lips to his arms, tracing the scar she knew marked his skin with a purely erotic allure, with her lips. When she felt him move to accommodate her need for space to do what she was doing, she retraced her paths against other significantly more erogenous lengths of his body, making him groan in a barely controlled entreaty.

“This is torture.” He rasped as she watched his head fall back on the pillow as his eyes closed and his fingers curled into her hair. She felt a surge of power bubble up into her skin as she continued to follow her instinct and learn what his body told her and what her body felt in response.

“Enough,” He said some time later as he flipped her over and loomed over her. “I don’t know how we got through all these weeks without doing this but I promise you I won’t be able to exercise any control anymore. Especially not if you keep up what you are doing.”

She smiled at him. “All talk, AV-Sir” She whispered and raised her hips to meet him, pushing her head back against the pillow even while savouring the feel of his chest against hers. “What are you waiting for?”

“To watch you come apart in my arms,” He said gruffly as he held her hands by her sides and lowered his head, kissing her navel and working his way down. Eventually, she had no choice but to curse with the choicest of expletives in her repertoire as she went on to do exactly what he was waiting for.

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She stood in front of the mirror, her glasses folded neatly and placed on the large granite top beside the white basin. She narrowed her eyes and examined her hazy reflection for what she still couldn’t gather courage to do with clarity and artificially enabled retinal focus. Taking a deep breath, she reached out for her glasses while keeping her eyes fixed on the image that copied her actions. As she pulled the glasses on, the hair splayed over her bare shoulders brightened to a more defined black as her pale skin came into sharp focus, tan lines visible at the half-sleeve mark and a slightly fainter one at the V defined by her collar bones. A deep pink bruise marked with the sharp edges of teeth slashed at the base of her neck, twinning with the one that now seemed to permanently reside at the swell of her breast. As the blood seeped in a rush to her face, she lifted her eyes to meet the one that stared back from the wall in front. A small smile curved itself into her swollen lips as her eyes twinkled and swept close in a moment of unfettered and unrivalled contentment.

When the moment passed, she let her arms wrap themselves around her waist and sighed as her gaze travelled downwards in response to her movement and found the bulges that she had so effectively ignored all night long.

He’d seen her at last. All of her. More of her than she had seen herself. And she’d not just survived, she’d relished every moment of it. Okay, she corrected herself, almost every moment of it. She wasn’t sure he’d done anything to help with her lifelong battle with the mirror but there was a sense of desirability that she couldn’t deny. For every one of the flashes of wanting to hide herself behind anything that was available at her disposal, she had moments of complete obliviousness of her own self-confirmed defeciences. And while it was nowhere close to acceptance, it was something.

Years of independent living and the best kind of modern upbringing that there was, however, now screamed in her ears at the inappropriateness of her relief. She wasn’t a woman who needed a man to make her feel worthwhile. Did today and the fact that it was from Arnav that she drew the first breaths of resuscitation that her body needed, change that? Did this make her weaker than she thought herself? Or was this, just another one of those insane human connection side-effects that she struggled with and had craved for all her life? Was needing another to feel better about oneself, a sign of weakness or one of being human? Was it a crutch or a Launchpad, slow poison or a strong endorphin?

She knew, with a deep sigh, that she could argue both ways and convince herself of whatever she wanted to while letting the other side prickle under her skin like an errant splinter that neither hurts nor leaves one in peace. She knew, as she pulled her hair into a bun and readied herself to join the man she loved, that she would feel both in the life that was waiting for her. What shaped her life eventually, was a puzzle she probably wouldn’t see in its entirety till it didn’t matter anyway.

If there was one thing she did know, it was to take what she had and make the best of it. She’d done in every aspect of her life except the one that involved her heart and the man waiting for her outside. Perhaps, she told herself with a last glance at the mirror – bidding it goodbye again after a short and special rendezvous that the past few moments had been, it was time to change that.

River Song, Music and Lyrics

Song Title: O Saiyyan

Album: Agneepath

Singers: Roop Kumar Rathod

Music: Ajay – Atul

Lyrics: Amitabh Bhattacharya

 

Odhun teri kaaya,solah singaar main saja loon

Sangam ki yeh raina, isme tyohaar main mana loon

Khushbu teri chhooke, kasturi ho jaaon

Kitni feeki thi main, sindoori ho jaaon

Sur se zara, behki hui, meri duniya thi badi besuri

Sur mein tere, dhalne lagi, bani re piya main bani bawri

 

 

Last Chapter: Tuesday, Dec 12, 2017, late night IST (I am travelling on Monday)

A three part Epilogue will follow the last chapter

 

282 thoughts on “Chapter Twenty Nine: Virgin Territory (III)

  1. Its been an amazing ride along the river. I am truly blown away by the depth of understanding and realness of your characters, the sheer poetry of words and the response you evoke from all of us readers. Cannot imagine a week without your words, aage kya karenge??

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  2. It was a beautiful journey Meera! If I would be honest I would tell you that I didnt understand Khushi very well in the beginning. I was not understanding why would she take back seat in her love life when in every other aspect of her life she came out winner, but last few chapters have been real insight to her psyche. All her insecurities have been conveyed beautifully. Your writing enthralled as always!!

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  3. i have always been dubious whether it is a good thing that you feel secure when someone especially your partner, desires you…last week when i was writing the comment, i had the same feeling……my conscience will tell me it is wrong to be dependent on someone to let go of your insecurity..my heart will tell me, what’s wrong if you lean on someone when you need it……well, it is a debate, which may not have the right answer…but i believe if Khushi feels better now, then so be it…she deserves it….if Arnav is the one who made her feel okay…to make her look into the mirror and not cringe…then so be it….
    this has been one deep rooted problem of khushi..hopefully, she will feel so much better….absolutely awesome chapter…because you took care of things in such a nice way…..

    Pavina

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  4. Meera, I haven’t read this chapter and need to read the one before this one again before I comment on the two. I just read your note at the end and it kind of shook me up. This story too is coming to an end. I don’t want to let go and want it to go on for a bit longer. You can’t imagine Meera, how many lives you have touched with your stories. You gave me a beautiful distraction when I was ill during my long stay in hospital. I clung on to your stories and waited eagerly for the updates on days when I had nothing much to look forward to. EIT , Careless Whispers and Swami became part of my life and hated saying goodbye to all those characters. I sometimes wish I knew you in the real world and could have my own copies of each of these stories to read as much as I wanted.
    River brought memories of my own school and college days, and picnics and excursions with my friends and singing bollywood songs and plzying antakshari. Good memories all, and I relived them with Arnav and Khushi. I fell in love multiple times over with Shyam(I never thought it possible) and Aman and Aditi and now Arjun and NK and Divya. They became part of my life and now I have to bid them goodbye.
    I am going to be selfish and ask you to take some precious time out for all of us and give us a new story in the coming year. This will be on the top of my list for Santa Claus. Hope he fulfills it!

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  5. I am still waiting for mood to set in for writing my comments. Missing many sanki sisters who are not here for various reasons but they are still present with their heart. Divs is traveling and hopefully will connect when she can. Kavi and Avni have extremely busy AD.

    Multiple songs and incoherent thoughts and overwhelming emotions running in my head. Was it really the last chapter. Dil hai ki manta hi nahi.

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  6. When I was in Bangalore, every now and then, I kept thinking – this is where Khushi is! That is the effect of your story on me :-) After I got back I was able to read the last few chapters in leisure and really enjoyed reading them all at once! Wonder which part of Bangalore you had in mind for them?

    Khushi finally opened up about her insecurities and Arnav’s response was way beyond my expectations! I had always wondered how he would when she did. After all, Khushi’s insecurities is the crux of this story and she finally found this sweet, handsome, awesome man who cares for all of her. The bulges paled into insignificance after one night with him and that is the effect he had on her!

    Found this quote online “When a woman is loved correctly she becomes ten times the woman she was before.”, of course “correctly” being the key word here. Looks like Arnav here knows what that means and is going to make Khushi one happy woman :-)

    She is a strong, independent woman, but having someone like Arnav love her unconditionally is going to make all that difference!

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  7. I was commenting on the update, but didnot realised it. I m following you blog, but somehow it was undone and I had refollow again.
    What an update.

    Khushi and mirror became friends.

    Will be back with more

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  8. Wow.. At last the river met with the ocean.. The flow was with lot of hindrances and difficulties.. but it has reached its destination in a way.. Mind blowing update Meera.. Feeling sad that its almost gonna end..Will reread all chapters and fill in.. This Khushi is my all time favorite from all of ur stories..

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  9. Awesome.. Khushiji finally dosti ho hi gayi aap ki aaine ke saath.. loved the update.. and the song so beautiful.. <3
    Jiska darr tha woh ho gaya.. last chapter.. River is ending.. Meera agree still last chapter, and 3 part epilogue but kya hoga uss ke baad.. will miss you dearly.. 🙁

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  10. Woow just wow……It was a Very beautiful update Meera….
    It had been a very great journey and to know that its coming to an end is indeed very sad……
    I have a doubt…Will the blog be open later …? After the last update….
    I Very much wanted to read it again …. Slowly and thoroughly….😊

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  11. The beauty of the river lies as much in the sparkling reflections dancing off the surface as it does in the roiling depths that lie below. The song that ripples along the water bewitching us, the hidden agonies that sink to the bed of the river tormenting us. You have shown both of it so beautifully in this story, Meera.

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  12. Do dilon ke milan ki aaj raat hai

    Chua jo daaman to sihar woh gayaa,

    Kaandhe se zulfen hataaiinjyon
    Tadap kar simta, meri bahon mein kaynaat hai

    Saanse jwaala mukhi si dehekti
    Jismon ke garam bhaap se tapak rahi barsaat hai

    Bikhre gesu, mita kaajal, faili laali,
    Adkhulii aankhon me ek shokh ehsasaas hai

    I don’t have it in me to write anything in words for this exceptionally beautiful chapter . I have read multiple stories at various platforms and never read such an elegant yet sensual and romantic lovemaking. Meera my hats off to you. Your writing is so simple yet most beautiful. Finally Nadiya apne Sagar se mil hi gayi. How I wish to see her singing that song again and Arnav looking at her with his intense love filled gaze— haye!!.

    Khushi is an intelligent and hopelessly romantic girl. Her mind and heart have always their own personal monologue . Her monologue and conversation with mirror was so poignant and heartbreaking. This is the reality of many girls/ women who are not skinny and society and unintentionally even their family adds to their insecurities. I have been always proud of Khushi as she is a remarkable young lady and courageously moved forward so much and determined to continue doing that. Finally she has started not disliking herself. It will be of course gradual .

    Yes Arnav played a major role in all her journey. Who will not fall in love with this charismatic person. Not only me, all the readers want this Arnav and why not— wo Hai hi aisa. Well all the credit goes to you Meera— your creativity is just beyond imagination. I absolutely love all the Arnav s of all your stories. For the name of God— they are all altogether different yet all of them are my most favorite— how is it possible but this is true. Kash real life me bhi aisa koi Arnav hota. When I try to analyze— one thing I admired in all your Arnav is that they are downright honest and sincere despite their share of flaws. AV sir ki to baat hi mat pucho. He is the true Hero in this story. I am waiting for them to sing together just like Aarohan but of course this time no secrets and mystery.

    Meera I don’t want to say anything about river coming to end as I think you and all river sisters understand emotions very well. I will just cross the bridge when it comes and till than I will enjoy each moment remaining. You won’t Believe my happiness when Appu corrected me that this one is not the last chapter yet.

    So I am trying to stay calm and content till the end but you have to promise me that you will stay with us somehow whether it is a tryst at Nadiya Kinare, or at any other story/ blog/writing you will write.

    A very big thank you and warm hug to you for taking us along in this journey. ❤️🤗

    If I write one more word than—

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  13. First of all I am so sorry for not commenting on last few chapters . Asli duniya was so tiring for last few weeks that barely got time to read the update and in hurry I only pressed the like button .
    Atlast Khushi won her battle against her insecurities regarding her looks and her weight issues . Your AV is such a gentleman and understanding every girl wish that someone like him be in her life .
    Next part is last part 😔 pata hi nahi chala itna suhana safar khatm hone Ko hai .

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  14. I do not know what to comment. You made their love and sex so beautiful. Happy to see Khushi is happy. Arnav is a great guy for her.

    Sad the story is nearing its end. Enjoyed it so much.

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  15. Wow!! Finally caught up with the latest update in the series.

    Must say a lot has happened over the past few updates but I would say about time!!
    I loved that after comfession of his love, things got a bit better. And with time it just went on to become more and more fine. Khushi, sure didn’t tell him how she feels but the longing and the love was quite evident. And that became too clear when Arnav had to travel for spme work of his during his birthday week. But what made my day was the fact that he took time out to travel all the way and be with Khushi.. wow! That struck a deep chird in my heart.
    Then the update where Khushi was mercilessly teased by Divya, Arjun and to some extent Nishant as well.. what could I say!! I just enjoyed every bit of it.. and the song selection was again to the perfection Meera.. 😊

    I am glad that Arnav and Khushi’s relationship has progressed beautifully. But what I felt pained about was the fact that Khushi had body image issues and I totally connect to that. I am just glad that Arnav was able to help her inlittle ways that he could and surely he helped her realise that his desire for her is uncontrollable. 😉
    They have crossed a big pedestal in their relationship as they made love to each other and I really hope that Khushi now realises just how beautiful she is to Arnav.. Sigh!!!

    Waiting to read the ultimate phase of this joirney Meera..

    Lots Of Love.. 😊😊

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  16. For Arjun and Trip….. :) :)

    Kacchi doriyon, doriyon, doriyon se
    Mainu tu baandh le
    Pakki yaariyon, yaariyon, yaariyon mein
    Honde na faasley

    Eh naraazgi kaagzi saari teri
    Mere sohneya sunn le meri
    Dil diyan gallan
    Karaange naal naal beh ke
    Akh naale akh nu milaa ke

    Dil diyan gallan haaye…
    Karaange roz roz beh ke
    Sacchiyan mohabbataan nibha ke

    Sataaye mainu kyun
    Dikhaaye mainu kyun
    Aiven jhuthi mutthi russ ke rusaake
    Dil diyan gallan haaye
    Karaange naal naal beh ke
    Akh naale akh nu mila ke

    Dil diyan gallan…

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  17. Meera, what a beautiful journey for Kaveri Gupta. Please come with back soon with a new story after the completion of river. Take your time..but do come back. I thoroughly enjoyed each updates of this story. Thanks for this river journey:)

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  18. Beautiful chapter! Loving the progress with both arnav and khushi individually and the both of them as a couple ❤ Looking forward to reading more 😁

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  19. If anything it tells the message of love your self … and most importantly don’t compare your self with any other good looking models or people around you and don’t let others degrade your appearance either …. man like Arnav are a dream come true who makes one to learn to love their self and give a confidence about their appearance ….

    Very very lovely chapter it was magical
    Can’t wait for the epilogues to see where their life is headed after this night ..

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  20. Lovely lovely update meera
    Go khushi go – you are finally out of all your insecurities- hats off to meera and av Sir for making it possible –
    Did u say that the next one is the last chapter meera – how are we going to survive without your dose of updates meera – though I have had my own issues with my AD, your stories were my stress busters meera – hope u will be starting a new story after the last chapter and the series of epilogues meera
    Thank you darling
    I love u

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  21. Awesome chapter Meera……. Simple and exquisite.
    Loved the beautiful message in Khushi’s monologue….so happy for her.
    Thank you so much for this amazing story…eagerly waiting to read more but don’t want to end it so soon..
    Lots of love…
    Have a safe travel…

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  22. Can’t believe this is ending.
    What a journey I had. This is the first story I have read written by you and it has definitely created the magic of your beautiful words on me like it had done to your faithful readers😊😊

    Now coming to where I was and why I haven’t given my thoughts on this awesomeness of this story. Well my studies are my partner right now that it is not leaving me like Arnav is not leaving Khushi😄😉

    Coming back to this update,
    Arnav and Khushi had really come a long way. Now both of them has gotten so much attuned to each other. In this one they both have taken a step forward towards their relationship with I should say logic😜 Sorry a bad joke,but what to do this update of yours has taken my brain to some sensual overdrive where I don’t want to come back😍😍
    But I am truly happy that Khushi has came out of her insecurities about her own physical appearance. Hats off to AV Sir for tackling this situation in a most sensual and romantic way❤❤

    Well Meera di honestly speaking I really don’t want u to update this soon because I just don’t want this story to end but at the same time I want to know what is going to happen next.
    Uffffff!!! What should I do??☹☹

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    1. Exactly… I am not looking forward to this Monday… I don’t want Meera to update… Simply coz I don’t want this to end ever…. I don’t want Meera to write the end of this ever…. Let this live on😥😥😥😥😥😥😥

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  23. Hi Meera
    A river met the ocean.
    BEAUTIFULLY wwritten.
    Superb dear.
    Take a bow, I am feeling truly blessed to be a part of this journey.
    Thanks a ton Meera.

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  24. That was a beautiful union.. well crafted for the lead couples..

    This also alerts we are reaching the culmination of the story. Would be missing it dearly..

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  25. Do I need to say that i absolutely loved the update???? If yes then yeahhhhhhhh I loved it😄😄😄😄😄😄😄😄😄
    I can’t express correctly what I felt exactly… But this was like culmination of a fairytale 😘😘😘😘😘 It was absolutely perfect…. And so classy and beautiful…. It wasn’t over the top or anything less than what was expected 😍😍😍😍 as I said earlier it was perfect 😍😍😍😍
    And I loved the way Arnav said that he wasn’t going to control himself anymore…. Well he doesn’t need to….
    And yes one more interesting thing was this…. “I never realized that sex…making love…can be this…ermmm….interesting even when it is so planned.” 😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂 I agree with khushi…. It was definitely interesting to read about their pre-planned way of having sex… Like they they knew that they were going to do it… It wasn’t a novel-ish romance where the lightening struck and the guy and the girl pounced on each other 😂😂😂😂😂 I loved this version of romance 😍😍😍😍😍 it was totally AV-Khushi thing😍😍😍😍

    Now coming to the part which I didn’t like… And that was the reason why I couldn’t comment till now 😥😥😥💔💔💔💔… I couldn’t muster enough courage to say anything… And that was because you mentioned that today is goin to be the last update.. With epilogues of course but it still is going to end💔💔💔💔💔😥😥😥😥😥😥😥 I don’t know how to deal with this…. I seriously don’t…. I am so badly addicted to the River that I can’t imagine not reading it one day…. So many fics are ending simultaneously but this one hurts me the most😥😥😥😥😥 I have lived these characters and to part with them is just not easy….. Can you please promise one thing??? That this is not end but the beginning of something new??? That you are going to write a new fic on Arnav and khushi after this???? Please??? Can you promise this???? Probably that will give me a new hope😥😥😥😥 please please reply 💔

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  26. I forgot to mention … I loved the song… It’s one of the most beautiful songs ever made… So sensual yet so beautiful and magical….
    I always saw Arnav and khushi in this song but now I will always see AV and his khushi in this 😍

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    1. I know this is more about JK and not really JD. But brings to mind several incidents that I have read in the past few decades.. that are etched in my mind.

      Years ago, Sean Penn had a public (physical) altercation with his then wife, a very famous singer, at a Malibu restaurant. This was before he won (multiple) Academy Awards. Closer home, a famous actor, producer, director (his final stint was a TV series on a Mysore ruler) had punched a Bollywood actress and permanently damaged her vision. Sultan had broken a Coke bottle on his then GF, a model from a neighboring country. Several more… Highly disappointing, but mostly pushed under the rugs.

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    2. Disappointing..yes…

      Maybe there is more to it I am assuming… and also the announcement can be reverted…waiting to see how it goes from here… if there is not enough understanding of the situation, hopefully, statements from Heard should make the makers think again….

      (AK)2 for tomorrow :) :)

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      1. Yes maybe there is more to it, but just copy/pasting a line from the article
        “As the great wizard Dumbledore once said, “Dark times lie ahead of us and there will be a time when we must choose between what is easy and what is right.””
        I wonder if its wrong of us to expect more of people who are in a position to make a difference, a position which they gained because of people like us, not discounting their own personal contributions.
        With that I’ll suttepy😁

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        1. Very aptly put, P. :) And I think of it every time I remember a certain incident from several years ago… one night on a Bandra footpath. With that, I too will suttepy karlo :D

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        2. I disagree here P. Yes it would be wrong to expect that out of JK Rowling. I am not making a point here for the sake, this is what I strongly feel.

          JK Rowling grew because of her own writing, I got the books for self not to contribute for her growth.

          I will judge the facts, Johnny Depp and Ms Heard.
          I don’t have any right to question JK Rowling ‘s opinion just because I have read her books.

          Agree, she can make a difference, what is easy or right only she can decide for her choices. If things change, it will be her call.

          The situation is disappointing, how should one tackle with ppl like Depp, maybe refusing to work with him is a start. If the makers look into it, it’s a good start. Hoping they will look into more.

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          1. Yes refusing to work with him. She said he was well cast, and that’s where the disappointment comes. See what happened with spacey, my heart broke when the news about him came, I loved binge watching house of cards, but I appreciate the makers for the stand they took.

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            1. I do appreciate the stand of makers of HOC.

              Disappointment I get P …… but expecting something out of her because she has a reached a position because of people like us, made me speak. This time around it is not just about monetary gains, there is more to it I think, going by her past voices.

              Yes, I did watch Prakash Raj’s speech. Made sense and agree, more power to people who want to express, challenge and question the government they have elected.

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          2. We are no one to question her, just that keeping what her stance has been on such matters in the past, and how voc al she has been, this when it came to something which she most likely benefits from monetarily was disappointing.
            Sorry WP acting weird

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  27. I really really dint want it to end and it is beautiful journey from starting till nw..meera it was a wonderful update. Through all thee chapters u have written what goes on nd on in nearly every ones life nd it is reallisticly beautiful…and i for myself did alter the changes 8n my life whiel reading these chapters believe me…and its very very refreshing and i feel content with myself…id did help me to fee self adequate,to love let be loved,to learn,to standup,to never back down,and so many many things….. wonderful chapter meera..i do wish khushi slowly let go of her insecurities and be happy with arnav….

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  28. We’re not friends,
    Perhaps we’ll never be.
    But I wonder now,
    With what I see.

    The curves are there,
    And so are the folds.
    There’s the truth,
    No glitter, no golds.

    Nothing’s changed,
    I see, I stare.
    Yet something has,
    The silver surface bares.

    The flush of cheeks,
    The marks of teeth,
    The rose that colours
    Blood underneath.

    Before you, I stand,
    In rare poise.
    With knowledge, with pique,
    And devilish noise.

    I wonder, I wonder,
    Does that make me weak?
    To revel, to take,
    What I shouldn’t seek.

    I see, in the glass
    I turn to out of necessity,
    An echo, his echo,
    The one I turn to willingly.

    His eyes, they show,
    Mirrors, just like you.
    Pictures, not mine,
    But needs and desires true.

    Does that make you weak?
    Does that make me strong?
    Maybe it’s neither, for you’ve
    Always shown where what belongs.

    And somedays you’ll beat me,
    Somedays I’ll win.
    Someday, perhaps,
    We’ll share a grin.

    Whatever tomorrow holds,
    I’ll take the best.
    Whatever you will,
    Or you may not attest.  

    Allow me a smile, till we meet again,
    In what goes round.
    For it’s time I finally return,
    To the one who waits for me to turn around.

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  29. Life is beautiful, and all human being are beautiful, we just have to stock comparing purself with others and try to find the beauty that is within us.

    I mean Khushi was mybe trying to compare herself with her sister’s look and ven college days, she compare herself with Diviya’s look. But the beauty in her was not noted. That could because of her up bringing.

    Anyways, when see herself through Arnav’s perspective she is going to appreciate herself. And hopefully she and the mirror will become friends.

    Looking forward for the coming update.

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  30. Meera, this update was simply beautiful with just the right amount of oomph, sauciness, heat, passion and honesty. Once again you wove magic with the wizardry of your words!😘❤️

    I am not a fan of the movie Kurbaan, but, I think this song feels right here. I found the videos to be a tad too risqué, as such did not post any! 😉😊

    O raasiya, rasiya

    Baawali si preet mori
    Ab chal kaise paaye
    Aaja rasiya mohe ang laga le
    Baawali si preet mori
    Ab chal kaise paaye
    Aaja rasiya mohe ang laga le

    Ang laga le.. ang laga le
    Ang laga le.. ang laga le

    Tan ek, jaan ek
    Apna ho jahaan ek
    Aise lipte rooh se rooh
    Ke ho jaaye imaan ek

    O.. gesuon si kaali ratiyan..
    Adheron pe kaampe battiyan
    Saanwali si saansein mori araj sunaaye..
    Aankhein mori shwet preet pe rang saja de…
    💗💗

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  31. Got busy with kids school holidays.
    Just read the updates which, I missed from few weeks. Khushi was deeply effected by her weight. Good that she poured out all her emotions. Arnav is such a cutie and I loved the way he tried to make her understand. Khushi is lucky to get such a lover.
    I’m going to miss AV and Khushi.
    Please start another Arnav and Khushi story.

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  32. Meera, this has been such a beautiful journey of river meeting the ocean. I didn’t realize until I saw the note at the end that the story has come to an end. Arnav did such a tremendous job of introducing Khushi’s beauty to her. They have taken the much needed step forward. After a decade of waiting, longing and pining for each other, they are finally together in every sense. This chapter has been magical just like their love story.

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  33. Sooper romantic… AV’s approach, may not have been a romantic novel kind, but was exactly what she needed… we sure see a change in Khushi’s confidence around him. Years of self deprecation about her physique will definitely take time, cause that is something she herself needs to work toward… :-)

    cant believe I’m speaking of them as they really exist… :-P
    Such is the magic of your words Meera. We see ourselves and recognize people we know in every one of your characters… u r a genius… this should sooooo be a BOOK! And if its already out there! I need someone to direct me towards ordering/buying it.

    Have read so many Indian fictions being a bookworm, have explored quiet a few genres.. but arshi ff sure opened me up to a host of wonderful writer on IF… and there r some awesome ones that sure should make their way to a hard copy for sure.. this one is right there at the top!

    Plz plz plz get this printed! I’m willing to share leads to indian/online publishers for u

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          1. Oh u sure underestimate the pull your words have… :-)
            It may seem so now, but plz plz do lemme know if u ever do make up your mind to publish… I’ll definitely wanna buy it :-)

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  34. All these days, Khushi was not sure about her partner’s response to her body and Arnav proved how wrong she was. He proved her not only in words but also in actions how attractive she is to him and how he would like to cherish her for the rest of his life.
    Cheers…..

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  35. At last river unites with the ocean
    One night with AV made her look in the mirror , observe even,
    not liking but not hating too
    almost cathartic
    Bulges are not going away soon , but AV will make sure she doesn’t fret over her appearance all the times
    No need for anxiety
    Both trip & AV thinks that KK owns the room when she enters, becos she is poised & put together
    Sexy update

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  36. To quote the famous SLB ‘s line ‘Ram Leela ek hogayi ‘
    Except that our couple gets the happy ending
    I am obsessed with the grandeur / lavishness / detailing of Bhansali s book adaptations , so is my gang
    😇
    🥵
    🙄
    often spoof his works ( creation would be blasphemy)
    Saraswathi Chandra was bisected every night , so much so that I was named Khabootar Chandra
    ( Chandra being my last name )

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