Adultery Antarvasana: The Forbidden Fire – *** Varnika's First Surrender ***

[shailu4ever]

Hi ,
Who told you this is your first story?

Because I refuse to believe it.
Not with the way you write,
not with the way your thoughts unfold,
not with the way romance flows through your characters
as if it has lived inside you for years.
A first story usually walks with trembling steps…
but yours walks with grace.
A first story usually searches for its voice…
but yours speaks in a clear, confident tone.
A first story usually hesitates…
but yours breathes like something that has been waiting,
ripening quietly inside you.
It feels as though your mind was full—
overflowing, in fact—
and now that inner reservoir has finally found a doorway,
spilling itself onto the digital page
with maturity, clarity, and tenderness.

These are not the words of a beginner.
These are thoughts that have been
grown, shaped, seasoned,
long before they ever met the keyboard.

And the romance you created…
it reminded me of a sculptor—
standing before a block of stone,
chiseling gently, piece by piece,
not rushing, not forcing,
trusting the figure hidden inside.
Days, months, patience, precision…
until the sculpture finally reveals itself
in full beauty.
That is how your romance unfolded.
Slow.
Steady.
Measured.
Organic.
Growing in the middle like a blooming flower,
and finishing with a completeness
that only skill can achieve.

So forgive me,
but I simply cannot accept this as your first story.

And tell me—
how does one person stand on four platforms(different stories) at once?
How does one mind weave four worlds simultaneously?
It is almost magical.
Almost yogic.
The English word ubiquitous tries to fit,
but even that falls short of what you are doing.
There is something more in your writing—
a presence that lingers,
a touch that moves across stories
as if you live inside each one at the same time.
This story is flowing beautifully.

Your craft is alive,
your imagination steady,
your pen confident.

Keep writing like this.
Keep surprising us.
Keep growing into the writer
you already are.
I am expecting much more from you—
and not out of pressure,
but out of admiration.
Siva 

Hi Siva garu,
 
Reading your feedback left me completely awed and deeply touched. Honestly, I had to read it several times just to let it sink in. Your words are so vivid, so precise, and so full of understanding that I felt as if you were gently walking beside me, guiding my thoughts, noticing every subtle beat of the story and the emotion behind it.
 
I must clarify a small point, the story you just read is actually Abhi’s Journey Part 2. The first story is Abhi’s Journey Part 1, which I wrote earlier. So technically, this wasn’t my first story. But reading your words made me realize that, in spirit, every story I write feels like a first one to me, every time, I try to pour all my heart, all my attention, all my care into it, hoping it reaches the readers in exactly the way I imagined.
 
What amazed me the most in your feedback is how you noticed the flow of romance, the unfolding of thoughts, the presence of patience and precision in every scene. The way you described it, like a sculptor chiseling patiently to reveal the hidden figure, made me pause and smile. It’s exactly how I hope my writing feels, though I never thought anyone could truly see it that way.
 
And your words about standing on four platforms at once, weaving multiple worlds simultaneously… really struck me. Yes, my mind flits between stories and characters, sometimes all at once, but your gentle observation also feels like advice, that perhaps I should be mindful not to overwhelm myself with too many diverse storylines at the same time. That balance, I realize, is as important as the passion to explore everything at once.
 
Your admiration for my craft, your encouragement to keep growing, keep surprising, keep writing with confidence, has filled me with warmth and inspiration. You make me feel like I can truly reach further, explore more, and trust my voice, even when the path feels uncertain.
 
Thank you, Siva garu, not just for reading my stories, but for seeing them so completely, for noticing the layers I sometimes fear are invisible. Your words will stay with me, guiding me through every chapter I write, and every new story I dare to create.
 
With deepest gratitude, admiration, and respect,
 
-- Shailu