PART 34 (LAST PART)
Priya (pulls away and begins to walk towards the wardrobe) Ram… Yeh saab nahi chalega… I am very angry and here
you are turning this serious conversation into a joke… I am going to tidy my clothes and than …
Ram: (interrupting her to address an overwhelming surge of pain in his
head) Oww Priya… Oww my head… AAhhh… (he slumps down on the
bed bending forward and squeezing his head in between his palms)
The grief in his voice
was like a bullet shot up into the air singalling the beginning of a race
between her heart and her feet, leaping desperately to be near him. But before
she could reach him, her incomplete steps caused her feet to get trapped under
the carpet. She lost her balance, and like a car with no brakes she flew
towards Ram uncontrollably. He acted like a speed breaker, catching her as she
plummeted towards him, easing her into his arms and falling back onto the bed
with her on top of him. She sqeezed her
eyes shut and gripped his kurtha tightly as her mind wandered on an uncertain
path immediately conceiving the unthinkable. Ram felt her body tremble against
his as he turned her around slowly placing her on the bed and getting on top of
her…
Ram: (trapping Priya on the bed in between his arms) Priya (she opened
her eyes) it’s okay darling. You are
okay, mein apko kuch nahi honai dunga… But you are so clumsly
yaar… Be careful, I am not always going to be here to catch you and in
that circumstance you can seriously get hurt.
Priya: (she opened her eyes slowly, staring deep into his mischievous
chocolate brown eyes) Ram your head was hurting and I was just trying to… (he placed his finger on her lips muting her instantly)
Ram: (He leans forward and kisses her cheek) can I tell you a secret?
(he bends close to her ear and places a soft kiss on her earlobe before he
whispers) Mujhe kuch nahin hua… I just wanted you to
come close to me. When you show concern for me, mujhe bahut acche lagte hain.
He places another kiss on
her cheek with his eyes closed in ecstacy but the feeling of warm, salty liquid
against his lips yanked him out of his fantasy…
Ram: (still on top of her) Priya, what’s wrong? Why are you
crying? (With all the gears grinding in his mind to contemplate an explanation
for her sorrow, it finally struck him. He got up off of her quickly and said
apologetically) I am sorry was I hurting you?
She remained quiet as she
got up off the bed, wiped her tears and began to walk away. Ram quickly grabbed
her hands and pulled her harshly towards him...
Ram: (thoroughly frustrated) yeh kya hain Priya... why are you crying?
(He held her shoulders firmly and shook her as he demanded) Answer me dammit...
She shrugged his grip off
her shoulders and shouted... her tone amplified the perfect blend of
desperation and anger.
Priya: Why did you say that your head was hurting?
Ram: Arey Priya i was just joking...
Priya: Joke??? Sorry but I didnt find it very funny at all... Do you
have any idea how scared i got?? (She grabbed his collar and shook him as she
spoke between frustrated sobs) Do you have any idea?? Do you??? No you don't!
(She pushed him one last time as she angrily released his collar) Afterall why
would you? You can’t even begin to phantom
the breadth of my love for you Ram... I CANT LIVE WITHOUT YOU RAM!
Ram grabbed Priya's
shoulder and pulled her in too his embrace.
He hugged her with all his passion and might refusing to ever let go.
Sometimes, silence is the best remedy for anger. And it’s a well-known fact that actions speak louder than words. He
wished to convey his love and pour all his passion in this embrace… She squirmed in his grip, demanding to be released but her
demands were met with his adamant hold...Albeit unintentionally he was the
reason for her pain. But what she failed to understand was that her love
overpowered her anger and in all of her actions that’s all he was able to see. But, putting himself in her shoes, he
understood the angry front that she was displaying... He felt her squirm in his
embrace trying desperately to push herself away from him.
Priya: Ram leave me... (His chest bathed in her tears as she cried
hopelessly against it)
Ram: I love you Priya...
Priya: leave me Ram...
Ram: Never! I will never leave you...
Priya: I hate you Ram; you always do this. (She hit her fist lightly
against his chest)
Ram: I know how much you hate me
He loosened his grip and
examined her face. Tucking a strand of hair that was plastered to her moist
cheek he cupped her face and gently lifted her head up so that her gaze drowned
in his desire. She closed her eyes the moment his lips smooched her jawline and
caressed it’s way up her damp cheeks.
Ram: (he hovered every inch of her face, teasingly whispering against
it) these tears that you cried for me, tells me how much you hate me.
Starting from the tip of
her chin with a firm kiss, he nuzzled down the front of her neck ending his
journey with a kiss in between her cleavage before he worked his way back up to
her lips.
Ram: (hovering over her parted
lips, he felt her breathing hard against his thirsty lips as he whispered) your
heart skipped several beats thinking that I was in pain, it tells me how much
you hate me… (He moved closer to her
lips, simply teasing her senses but before he could say anything more, she hid
herself in his embrace.)
Priya: I love you Ram… I love you soo much… (She felt a gentle pressure against her back as his arms wrapped
around her)
Ram: I love you too Priya…
Ram and Priya stood lost
in each other for quite some time. It had been 7 long torturous months since
they had held each other so closely. And although their souls were one
throughout the separation, their bodies craved for intimacy, which was a
neglected part of their relationship. Finally, Ram loosened his grip on her,
ending the hug but holding on to her hands.
Ram: Priya, Aaj mein bahut Khush hoon… Jee karta hain ki main
kuch karoo… for you…
Priya: (chuckled and asked) Kya?
You’re crazy Ram…
Ram: Haan I am crazy but this is all because of you… If being crazy is this much fun and feels so good, then I never
want to be sane again… ab choro yeh saab, I
want to do something for you and I have just the plan… (He held her hand and began walking hastily towards the door,
dragging her along with him)
Priya: Ram!! Where are you taking me?
Ram: No questions… chup chap chalo mera
saath…
The suspense was revealed
as Ram entered the kitchen, still holding on to Priya’s hand. He pulled out a chair and asked her to sit.
Priya: Ram what are we doing here?
Ram: I am going to make pakora’s (he winks at her,
putting on an apron)
Priya: WHAT? It’s 11pm Ram…
Ram: So is there a rule that forbids the indulgence of Pakora’s after a certain time…
Priya: No but… (He interrupts her)
Ram: Exactly… No, “buts”… Besides I am doing all
the work you just have to sit and look pretty for me.
Priya: Acha… So that’s my only purpose here?
Ram: Of course… (He begins chopping
potatoes into thin slices) You don’t even have to try, you
are already so… Ouch!!
Ram dropped the knife and
quickly grasped his index finger as blood oozed out of the small yet deep cut
in his skin… Priya grabbed a towel
and asked Ram to hold it firmly against the wound, while she quickly brought
the first aid kit from the other room. After tending to his wound, Ram was
forced to sit down on the chair while Priya took charge and made the Pakora’s. Although, at first he was disheartened, he eventually cheered
up being blessed with a bedazzling sight in front of him. She looked up after
she had finished making pakora’s and two cups of steaming
hot coffe, but to her surprise, Ram was no longer sitting in the chair in front
of her… Scratching her temple, she began to wonder where he might have
gone and than she felt him behind her…
He interlocked his
fingers resting his hands on her abdomen pulling her closer against his
body. She had ignited a desire in his
heart that hijacked his senses as he slid his hands slowly down below her
abdomen, caressing her with his eager fingers. Involunatarily all the muscles
in her body clenched and released simultaneously. Unable to handle the
sensation any longer, she held on to his hands and moaned, “Ram…What are you doing?” He gripped her hands, wrapping his arms tightly around her as he
moved even closer to her sqeezing her against himself. Kissing along the length
of her shoulders he ventured up her neck and nibbled her earlobe making her
tighten her grip on his hands, unable to move away… He whispered, “Nothing…that I am not supposed to be doing”. Turning her around
slowly, he guided her against the counter with his body and placed his palms
flat on the marble surface, not allowing her any escape. Moving close to her
lips he aimed to quench his thirst but she remained shy and shifted her face to
the side slightly. His puckered lips crashed sensuously skimming every inch of
her exposed neck… This was the final
straw, the kiss to end all her protests. She firmly held onto his kurta with
one hand while her other hand ran through his thick hair, fingers first. Once
more he moved up to her lips knowing very well that she was thoroughly seduced.
Their lips were just inches apart, he licked his lips, swallowed hard and was
about to seal the gap when they heard, “WAAAAAH WAAAAH WAAAAH”. One minute he was trying to catch her lips in between his and
the next minute he was trying to catch his balance, nearly colliding with the
counter as she unexpectedely pushed his arm off of it and escaped.
Ram: (getting a grip on himself he saw Priya walking out of the
kitchen) Priya… (She stopped and turned
to look at him) Where are you going?
Priya: (She looked towards the exit and than back at him) Ram, Raj is
crying…
Ram: (flabbergasted) Priya… Raj ke paas unka mom aur
dad hain… (She heard Raj cry again
and was about to turn to leave but Ram objected cunningly) Okay wait, you can
go but first I want to do something. (With her eyebrow raised, she looked at
him with a “Kya?” expression on her face. He quickly ran to the cupboard pulling
out a tray. Looking up to check if she was still there, he quickly placed the
two cups of coffee and pakora’s on the tray and walked
towards her. She did not know what to expect, her confusion was his biggest
strength. Within minutes he had latched on to her hand tightly.) I am not just
going to let you leave like that. Chalo mera saath, dekho (he pointed to the
tray with his eyes) I have the tray in my one hand and if you try to resist
than the hot coffee will fall on my hand and burn me… (His point was accurate and as if he could foretell the future he
knew it would work. He began to walk with her hand in his strong hold and she
helplessly followed)
Priya: (restlessly) Ram… please… Apeksha might need my help… Ram? (He did not say a single word; he simply
looked back at her and smiled before he continued to walk forward)
Ram had converted the
terrace into an open concept balcony shielded by a glass roof that rested
elegantly upon four white pillars, two on either side. He let go of her hand as
she walked close to the railings of the balcony catching the raindrops on her
hand all the while admiring the mesmerizing beauty surrounding her. Placing the
tray down on the white round glass table, he walked up behind her wrapping his
arm around her waist and resting his head on her shoulder.
Ram: Do you like it?
Priya: I love it… When did you do this?
Ram: the last 7 months this is all I have been doing… I knew you would love this… And look Priya it’s perfect… (he walked beside her,
sticking his hand out to catch the raindrops as well) Now whenever it rains,
you can come out here and fully embrace this love of yours. (She looked at him
appreciatively. He smiled at her before he looked ahead at the pouring rain)
Priya, remember that time we stood on your balcony and admired the rain. Before
we knew that we would end up together? (She nodded in agreement) You said that
those who know how to love, find a way to love everything in this world,
including this rain… I never understood this
and in 5 years that you were away from me I always tried to understand why
anybody would love rain… Than it hit me… These raindrops are like the greatest lovers in the world, they
are born to sacrifice themselves for whom they love. They are born only to fall
from the sky and instantly hit the ground, shatter and die. We take for granted
all the things that rain provides us with. It provides us the greatest lakes
from which we get our drinking water. It acts as hope for nations suffering
from drooughts. It feeds the earth making the soil ripe for subsistence
agriculture that the world thrives off of. And in return it doesn’t ask for anything it will keep sacrificing it’s existence so long as the world is happy.
Ram you’re right but I somewhat disagree…
Ram and Priya turn around
to see Rajat standing behind by the enterance of the balcony. He walked towards
them holding a book in his hand.
Rajat: You’re right rain is much
like great lovers sacrificing themselves for the happiness of others. Destiny
is god’s board game, therefore everything always happens for a reason.
And if you ask me those who are destined to sacrifice for others are luckier
than those who don’t. The person who leaves
his love for his/her happiness can be more blessed than the person who stays
with the person he/she loves for the rest of his/her life. You know why?
Because quantity never surpasses quality in life. Some people live long lives
but they never actually live while they are alive. Romeo and Juliet, perhaps
the greatest lovers in history, were closer to experiencing love in the short
time that they spent with each other, than a happily married couple of 40
years. Thus, although these raindrops have a short life expectancy, they see
more than we can only imagine. For example, the same raindrops that shattered
and died, were re-born as raindrops that fell into the river which Shri Ram
crossed to get to Sita Mata… And these the raindrops
that are pouring down tonight are catching a glimpse of true love, which is a
rare sight in this day and age. Now those raindrops may never be able to recite
this feeling that exist between you two, but being somewhat of an average
writer I couldn’t pass this by without
inscribing it in these pages. (He handed Ram a book)
Ram: (looked at the title, than at Priya who was equally confused. He
pronounced it out loud) Raya?
Rajat: (smiling) Haan woh kya hain na you two are two bodies, one soul so
why not combine your names into one. Ra se Ram and Ya se Priya… Bangay Raya…Raya ke Kahani…
Priya: this book is about us? C’mon we’re not that interesting that someone will read about us…
Ram: uhh Priya speak for yourself. I don’t know about you but I am
very interesting.
Rajat: (smiles as Ram quickly apologizes seeing Priya look at him
seriously) I just had to share this story with the world, because the way in
which you two love is truly unique and honesly it has changed my perspective on
love and life completely… I was actually going to
gift this to you guys on your anniversary but it arrived early and tonight is a
perfect night for you two so make it sweeter… by the way the release
date for this book is on same day as your anniversary, you guys are the first
ones to read this book, and why shouldn’t you be… Afterall it is about you two…
Ram: Thanks yaar… (Priya and Ram hugged
Rajat)
Rajat: This is nothing compared to what you have done for me… your way of life, changed my life forever. Anyways, I have to get
back downstairs.
Turning to leave, his
eyes fell on the tray on the table…
Rajat: (rushed to the table) Pakora??? I knew I smelled pakora.
He grabbed the tray…
Rajat: you guys are AWESOME… Apeksha was craving
pakora and these two cups of coffee is perfect right now. Waise bhi Raj won’t be letting us sleep tonight.
Ram leaps forward to stop
Rajat but Priya holds him back…
Priya: yeah sure Rajat, you and Apeksha can enjoy that… And what’s the matter with Raj, is
he feeling okay, I have been hearing him cry for quite sometime.
Rajat: I don’t know Priya he just won’t stop crying. Apeksha and I are fresh out of ideas. Can you help
us? Apne Pihu ko itni aacha se raise kiya woh bhi all by yourself… Please help us yaar…
Priya: Arey of course Rajat. You and Apeksha enjoy the pakora and coffee.
Me and Ram (she looks at him.., he is staring at her shocked) will put Raj to
sleep… Hain na Ram?
Ram: (says irritatingly) Haan!! Why not?? Chalo… (Priya smiles to herself as Ram stomps back into the mansion,
following Rajat to his room)
Priya had granted Apeksha
and Rajat some time to relax. Although Apeksha had a motherly glow to her face,
there was no hiding her baggy eyes. Priya insisted that she take Raj with her
tonight so that Apeksha and Rajat could relax, but due to the fact that Apeksha
might have to breastfeed early in the morning that idea was regrettably turned
down. However, Priya being the eager beaver that she was, proposed that she
would take Raj into Kush’s old baby room and put
him to sleep. Once he had fallen asleep she would bring him back into their
room and place him in his crib. In the meantime, Rajat and Apeksha could chill
out, have some coffee, eat some pakora and watch some TV. Ram stood helplessly
in all of this decision-making. Although he ran a tight ship in his company, at
home his wife pretty much ruled everything. He gladly handed over all the
control to her but in this moment, he couldn't help but think, “Why is she insisting on putting Raj to sleep? I want to spend time
with her, talk to her, love her and here she is trying to be Mother Teresa… Chal Ram tu bhi chal uski peechay.” They went into Kush’s old room and tried to pat Raj to sleep but he stubbornly stared
at Ram and Priya, refusing to close his eyes for even a second. Suddenly, he
got really cranky and began to cry… Priya picked him up in
her arms and rocked him gently trying to calm him down. She felt his diaper was
rather heavy and thought that perhaps he needed to be changed so she handed the
baby to Ram who hesitantly took him in his arms while she ran to Apeksha’s room to get a clean diaper for him. Surprisingly Raj stopped
crying and watched as Ram talked to him…
Ram: Arey mera baap… stop crying yaar… Dekho you are a strong boy aren’t you? Strong boys don’t cry. (Priya came into the room and was about to say something
but stopped at the door and listened to Ram, thinking in her head, “what a strange sight. One baby is manofying the other and
strangely it’s working.”) Haan yeh hue na baat… you are a very strong
boy, bilkul apna Mama pe gaya hain aap… You’re not a cry baby like your Mami… (Priya thinking: Haww
he's calling me a cry baby. first he makes me cry than he calls me a cry
baby...) Waise mera chota Bhanja tu toh bahut smart nikla… Apka chilanay se apka Mami came running to calm you down… Aur mera kya yaar? I have been trying to kiss her for so long now
and still she keeps running away. (priya's palms covered her lips, which were
parted in shock, as she thought, “Yeh Ram bhi na… Yeh saab Raj ke saath share kar raha hain") Give me some
tips yaar… Me and you, we’re both cute… another thing which you
take after me… (Raj looked curiously at
Ram) Okay fine I admit, you’re cuter than me, but
mein itna bura nahi hoon that she has to always run away (He tousled his hair
with his hand in frustration forcing a faint smile to shape up on Raj’s tiny lips) you are smiling at me, yaar? I am so frustrated and
you are smiling? Waise this is all your fault, if you weren’t so damn cute than meri biwi mujhe chooma dete apko nahi… But don’t worry bhanja-ji when
you grow older and have lots of girlfriends than mein banuga kaabab mein haddi… (the baby kicked his legs excitedly almost as if he was
protesting to what Ram was saying.) Kya hua? You don’t like that idea? Okay fine, I will make you a deal if you go to
sleep in the next five minutes and return my biwi to me than I will forget that
this ever happened. Deal? (Raj grabbed onto Ram’s index finger that
tickled his tiny palms and Ram shook it slightly mimicking a handshake)… Okay, Done!!! So your time starts now…
To both his and Priya's
surprise Raj fell asleep in Ram's gently rocking arms. Placing a soft kiss that
touched the entire surface of his petite forehead, Ram got up off the bed and
turned to walk towards the door when his eyes fell upon Priya. She made no
effort to hide her tears because these tears were proudly applauding her
husband’s versatile caring
nature.
Priya: Ram...
Her words halted at the
exit of her lips seeing his desperate expression, pleading her to not say
anything; his eyes signaling towards the sleeping bundle of joy wrapped in his
arms as the sole reason for his humble request. Respecting his demand, she
walked towards him and kissed Raj's forehead before she hauled herself up on
the tip of her toes arousing Ram with a kiss on the corner of his lips.
Together they walked into Rajat and Apeksha's room and Ram rested Raj in his
crib while Priya tucked him in. Whispering good night to a tired and impressed
Apeksha and Rajat, the two soulmates headed up to their room. Priya grazed her
hand on his initiating contact and receiving her intent he sealed the deal by
intertwining his fingers in between hers as they continued to walk towards
their kingdom.
Ram locked the room door
with one hand while still holding her with the other. He began to walk up to
her slowly while tugging her hand at the same time and asking her through his
actions to meet him halfway. Standing so close to each other, hand in hand they
wandered deep into each others eyes trying to reach the desire and longing
hidden at the core of their pupil.
Ram: Priya can i ask you something?
Priya: jee?
Ram: (moves even more closer) What did you do in the room when I was
holding Raj in my arms?
Priya: (shyly averts his gaze by looking everywhere but his face) Woh… Ummm… I didn't do anything...
Ram: Priya… (he said sternly) Tell
me na?
Priya: kya Ram? All I did was give you a kiss that’s all. No big deal…
He hooks her chin with
his index finger gently nudging her head up, forcing her to confront her
shyness and look him in the eyes… With his other hand he
caresses her cheeks before he runs his thumb across her soft lips…
Ram: (seductively) actually it is a big deal, my wife has forgotten how
we kiss in the 7 months that she was away from me… Koi baat nahi… I will gladly train you…
Shifting his hands on
either side of her face he held it firmly and steadily in place while he leaned
forward fusing his lips with hers.
Moving his head from side to side, he directed the kiss taking full
control of her emotions and teasing it with his gentle tugs on her moist lips… Releasing her lips from his captivity he hovered over her mouth
allowing their heavy breathing to mingle furiously and brew a storm in the gap
that remained like a border between their touch.
Ram: My darling wife, next time you quench my thirst for your lips, do
it with the same hesitation like it’s out first time but make
sure that it’s passionate, like it
could be our last.
His words, his touch, his
lips were as dangerous as tectonic movements, triggering a tsunami inside her
stomach that flooded her inner walls, which leaked to relieve some pressure.
Her fingers surveyed every corner of his body searching for a break from the
sweet torture he had whirled her senses in. Nervousness overshadowed her heart
that knew very well that this was just an aspect of his love, the steepest fall
on his orgasmic roller-coaster was yet to come and she was already feeling
weak. The sudden knock on the door eased her nervousness, a favour that she
appreciated and regretted at the same time. A huge part of her wanted to wander
the path of desire and longing with him. He fulfilled that part of her fantasy
by continuing to kiss every inch of her trembling body
Pihu: Papa!! Open the door please
Kush: mumma we cant sleep...
She tried to notify him
of the knock on the door but all she managed to say was his name before his
lips engulfed hers again.
Kush: mumma we can’t sleep. Please open the
door...
Pushing him back was
harder than she thought. But somehow, with him lost in her lips, she quickly
pushed him off and ran to the change room, yelling back “Ram open the door… I have to change.” He smiled and shook his head in disappointment with the fact that
he couldn’t catch hold of her hand in
time. But all was not lost and the night was still young…
A solid ten minutes had
passed by when Priya finally came out of the change room with complete control
over her senses. “Pihu, Kush what happened” she yelled out to them as she walked out. Ram startled her by
appearing out of nowhere and pinning her to the wall next to the change room.
Within minutes his lips enveloped hers and once more, her overactive emotions
flowed out of her. “Dammit” she thought, “I had just changed and
now...” He backed off her lips slowly but it was of no use now that the
damage was done, her body had responded and her craving for him had increased
substantially.
Priya: (trying to catch her breath) Ram where is Pihu and Kush?
Without saying a word and
still pinning her to the wall, he simply moved his body aside giving her a
complete view of the bed where their two little angels slept alongside Happy,
Golu bear and Tiger.
Priya: (angrily) Ram… This is very bad you
always let Pihu and Kush sleep with their stuffed animals, (she freed his grip
on her wrist and walked towards the bed standing with her arms crossed across
her chest) And when I tell them they can’t than I am the bad guy
because you always spoil them… Now where will we sleep?
Ram: (he nonchalantly walked over to her and wrapped his arms around
her waist) I did this on purpose.
Priya: (turned around and looked at him sharply) Kya?
Ram: (placed his finger on her lips) shh… the kids will wake up… I’ll explain… See Priya, if there was
enough room on the bed than you would insist on sleeping with them. You would
sleep next to Kush and I would sleep next to Pihu… Yeh dooriyan mujhe paasaand nahi hain, especially tonight the
first night we spend together in this room after 7 months…
Priya: Okay genius… But can you tell me
where exactly we will sleep now? On the floor?
A naughty grin shaped his
lips as he bent forward and lifted her in his arms. Unsure of his intentions
and aware of the fact that the kids were in the room, she wrapped her arms
around his neck for support and asked…
Priya: Ram? What are you doing? The kids? (he simply stared at her and
continued to walk) Ram?
Ram: Didn’t you want to know where
we are sleeping tonight?
Priya: Haan Ram… But yeh saab? Pihu and
Kush are here. (she blushed)
Ram placed her on the
sofa as gently as he could remaining fixed on her arousing features as he
counted his blessings for such a beautiful night spent in the company of those
he loves the most. He crawled on top of her intending to get to the other side
of the sofa, closest to the wall but her nervousness struck a mischievous chord
in his mind. Inching closer and closer to her face, he watched her breathing
increase as she shut her eyes tightly expecting the escalation of his
flirtation in the naughtiest of ways. To her surprise and slight disappointment
she felt Ram's nose teasingly caress either side of her nose once before he
halted over her lips and whispered, "Good Night, my darling
wife". Shifting beside her on the
sofa, he felt her astonished gaze analyzing his mysterious behaviour.
Ram: Kya hua Priya (he asked lying on his side and wrapping his arm
around her waist pulling her close to him)
Priya: ummm Kuch nahi... Baas woh
I wanted to say good night, so... Good night... (quickly slurring these words
she turned to face her back towards Ram but he gripped her waist firmly
inhibiting any movement and forcing her to look at him) Ram leave me... (she
looked at Kush and Pihu sleeping on the bed and than back at Ram hoping that he
would get her message)
Ram: Nope, sorry I can't do that...
Priya: Why?
Ram: First say good night properly...with a kiss...
Priya: (leaping forward, she quickly pecks his lips and than demands)
There... Happy? Now leave me please...
Ram: (gets frustrated) No... I am not happy... (removing his grip off
her waist) That's not the kiss that I wanted... I get it though, you want me to
leave you, than fine... I am going to bed. Waise bhi I have been wasting my
time the whole evening trying to get close to you and you are not even making
any effort... It's clear by your inactions that you are not interested... So...
Good night... I won't be bugging you anymore.
He lay flat on his back
and closed his eyes with his arms crossed snuggly across his chest... Priya
witnessed his sudden mood swing unsure of what to make of it. His eyebrows were
scrunched accompanying his eyes, which were shut way to tightly for someone
hoping to achieve some relaxation.
Priya: Ram? (he did not budge, frozen in his irritated pose. She caressed
his cheeks with her palms) Zidd maat karo Ram... Dekho Kush and Pihu are here
and that's why... (with his eyes still closed, he shrugged her hand from his
face before returning it back to resting across his chest) Ram... why are you
acting like a child? (her question greeted by his cold front) Okay fine you
want a proper good night kiss right? (he still remained adamant on his position
while she got up and and rested her arm on his chest and began to caress his
cheek with one hand while kissing him on his forehead, eyelids, nose and than
finally his pouted lips several times. She looked up at his eyes, which were
still closed despite her attempts to pacify him)
Ram: (was overjoyed by her actions, which were driven by her guilt for
making him feel bad. He decided to play on that emotion a bit more, pushing her
as far as possible to test her romantic capacity. With his eyes still closed,
he muttered sadly) It's okay Priya, you don't have to do all this. I already
know your feelings regarding this matter. So just leave it and go to sleep.
Completing his sentence
he was about to turn around to face away from her in order to release the
overwhelming joy planted inside of him by her sweet kisses. But before he could
act out his thought, she sat on top of him straddling her legs around his groin.
His eyes opened instantly at the arousal and shock set off by her action.
Ram: (He swallowed hard and
asked nervously) Priya? Yeh saab...
Stealing a page from his
book, she interrupted him mid-sentence in his style, by leaning forward and
kissing him. Seeping her tongue into his mouth, she grazed his lips
intimidating his senses. His tongue rose to the occasion and returned the same
passion back to her. In an instant he wrapped his arms around her back to
support her as he flipped her over and came on top of her. The momentum from
this change in position made his groin collide in between her legs. Continuing to kiss her, his arousal moved in
a circular thrusting motion against her sensitive area uncontrollably. She
moaned under her breath still fully engrossed in the heated kiss, feeling him
hardening up against her body.
Their intimate bubble was
burst by the sound of snoring. They stared in the direction of the bed to
identify the source, only to snap back from their oblivion into the realization
that the kids were still in the room. Ram and Priya looked back at each and
with a slight smile they both sighed in disappointment. He questioned her
teasingly,
Ram: Priya... What have you done to me? The kids are here. I tried to
stop you but you just kept assaulting
me...
Priya: (pushing him to the side, she sat up and faced him while he laid
flat on his back) What? Now this is my fault? Weren't you the one who needed
cheering up?
Ram; (acting shocked) Haaww Priya!! A simple sorry would have sufficed
(he covered himself with the blanket, shyly) you didn't have to take attack me
like that...
Priya: (blushes in shock) Excuse me? You are acting like I tried to rape
you or something... Let me remind you, just a moment ago, it was you who was on
top of me...
Ram: I had no choice, you drugged me with your love... I did not know
what i was doing. You had me under your spell...
Priya: Really? Fine! If you did
not want any of this than I am going. I am sorry and good night... (her anger
was a facade concealing her disappointment and desire to be near him)
She tried to get up but
his gentle tug on her hand forced her to lay down in his stretched out arm on
the couch... Cuddling her closer to his body he turned to his side and wrapped
his leg around her waist, eliminating any chance for her to protest if that
thought dared to occur in her irritated
mind. He spoke against her lips, their faces a hair strand away from contact.
Ram: Baap re Baap your anger is just chilling on the tip of your
nose...
Priya: Oh you're one to talk... You were angry because I did not give you
a good night kiss that lived up to your standards.
Ram: Well, that's only because you have set the bar for good night
kisses so high that if you don't live up to it than I feel like I am being
ripped off and not loved to the extent that your love exists.
Priya: Oh really?
Ram: Haan really!! (he playfully rubbed his nose against hers) Tomorrow
night I will return your favour with a bonus (he winked at her, she blushed and
looked away) Darling tomorrow night, you are ALL mine, so save all your love
for me...
Priya: You said it wrong Ram... (he looked confused) Not only tomorrow
night but every night and day for the rest of my life I am only yours. And my
love is an inseparable component of my character so woh bhi apka naam, haaq ke isaab se hain na? (he kissed her
lovingly on her forehead)
Ram: Bilkul sahi kaha... Iss haaq ko mein aache tareekai se, sambhal
kar rakengai mera dil mein...
Priya: (touched by his words she cuddled closer to him) Ram... I love
you!
Ram: I love you too...
The next morning Priya
sat on the single sofa chair in their room reading "Kismat Ka Khel",
the book that Rajat had wrote about her and Ram. It was a difficult task in
this noisy atmosphere filled with snoring from either side of her but she did
not want to have it any other way. Being in the presence of Ram and their kids and reading about their
love in this setting was the most blessed opportunity for her and she would
have been a fool to let it pass her by. Lost in the melodious words that
adorned the pages, each sentence structure appealed to her fascinated eyes and
struck every chord in her heart in the process. With much difficulty, her eyes
ripped off the page to stare at the Pihu and Kush. They were sitting up in bed
rubbing the sleep out of their eyes and calling out for her. She closed the
book, resting it on the coffee table in front of her before she joined Pihu and
Kush in bed.
Priya: Good morning my angels.
Pihu & Kush: Good morning Mumma... (they hugged her and than
sat in front of her)
Pihu: (noticing Ram sleeping on the couch she asked) Mumma why is Papa
sleeping on the couch?
Priya: (looked at Ram who was laying on the couch facing them with his
eyes closed, appearing to be fast asleep. Priya looked back at Kush and Pihu
and pointed to the stuffed animals on the bed) Where would Mumma and Papa
sleep? There is no room on the bed. Pihu I have told you so many times not to
sleep with stuffed animals on the bed but you never listen...
Kush: (in Pihu's defense) But Mumma, Papa said it was okay. Isme Pihu ke
fault nahi hain...
Pihu: Yes Mumma... it's true...sorry!! Don't worry, tonight when I come
to sleep here than I won't bring my stuffed animals... Promise...
Priya: (thinking, "Kuch toh karna parega... Aaj ke raat Ram aur Mein
ek saath ek bun kar bitana chaatai hain. Ram is not going to be happy, waise
bhi he get's angry at every little thing.") Pihu, Kush why not sleep in
your room tonight... Is there something wrong in your room?
Kush: Nahi Mumma... Woh Raj keeps crying at night...
Pihu: yea Mumma and than it is hard for us to sleep... And than laying
awake in the dark is scary.
Priya: Baas itni se baat? (they
nodded their heads up and down in unison) Acha Mumma has the perfect
solution... I will tell Papa to buy you both a nice night light today, that way
tonight when you sleep in your room, you don't have to lay awake and stare into
the dark... Pihu, Kush... you two are
big now right? (they nodded in agreement) And you still get scared right? (once
more they agreed) So Raj is just a small baby, he is only crying because he is
also scared... You two have to show him that there is nothing to be afraid of
by setting a good example for him and sleeping like a big boy and girl in your
room... Okay?
Pihu & Kush: (proudly) Okay Mumma...
Priya: Now that's like my good boy (she kissed Kush on his forehead) and
good girl (she kissed Pihu on her forehead)... Now... who wants breakfast?
Pihu & Kush: Me....Me....
Priya: Excellent!! But first go wake your papa up...
They rushed to the couch
and jumped on Ram who was listening to the entire conversation between the
three of them all the while pretending to be asleep. Ram woke up and playfully
tickled Pihu and Kush... Priya tidied
the bed and watched Ram turn into a child with their two angels. Finally Kush
and Pihu freed themselves from Ram and ran towards the door to leave the room.
Ram chased them slowly, making them run faster with the fear of being caught
and tickled again.
Priya: Arey, Pihu, Kush sambhal ke... You might fall and hurt yourself...
(they stormed out of the room regardless of her warning)
Priya watched as Ram
locked the door once they exited and turned around with a naughty grin on his
face as he walked coyly towards her and pulled her into his tight, warm
embrace...
Ram: Good morning my darling...
Priya: Good morning Ram... Jao Jaldi se ready ho jaiye office ke liye...
Ram: (continued to hug her) Let me stay like this the whole day Priya,
I don't want to go anywhere...
Priya: Ram please, everyone must be waiting for us at the breakfast
table. What will they think? (he holds her tighter)
Ram: I think we both know what they will be thinking... and there is
nothing wrong with that...
Priya: (blushing) Ram... look at the time... you will be late for work...
Ram: I am the boss, I set my own time for when I should go to work...
Besides, I have booked a day off for myself today.
Priya: (startled... she tries to break free from his embrace but he just
holds her more tightly against his chest) Kya?? Ram this is not good... your
employees need you...
Ram: (pulls back from his embrace to look her in the eyes, he has his
arms wrapped around her waist still) I spent my whole life worrying about and
fulfilling other peoples' needs now I couldn't careless. Mein ab bahut selfish
bun gaya... I only care about my needs and I need to be here with my family...
I can't waste anymore time being away from the people that I love the most...
(he kissed her forehead) Waise I have to go out for some other important work
today...
Priya: What important work is this?
Ram: (pulls her waist closer to him) I have to buy a night light for
Kush and Pihu so that my night with my wife can be bright tonight...
Priya: (blushing) Ram you were awake? (his naughty grin and silence
combined to provide her with the answer to her question. She looked at him in
shock and tried to push him off of her gently) Baas ab bahut hogaya... Go and
freshen up, i am going to check up on Pihu and Kush...
Ram: (He kissed her cheeks before he let go of her) Okay, I am leaving
you now but tonight no matter what happens I will not stop until I am fully
satisfied... (she blushed profusely, watching Ram fade into the change room)
Fixing her saree and hair
in the mirror, she drifted off into her thoughts. Had somebody asked her 10
years ago where she saw herself in the future, the beautiful present that
surrounded her would have never been her answer. After turning 30 she had
firmly believed that a loving husband was a fiction of society that she had
locked out of her dreams. However, it was almost as if this philosophy had
induced reverse psychology on her destiny.
'Fore when she was certain that she wanted love in her life, destiny
introduced her to a man like Ashwin that
shattered that dream into a million pieces so that it could never regroup as a
thought to cross her mind. It was then that she became adamant on her belief
that love from a man could never have
been a component of her life, but destiny introduced her to Ram Kapoor who
achieved the impossible, knitting back together her shredded dreams about love
into a strong blanket of reality.
His soothing voice yanked
her out of her thoughts. She turned around and saw him standing in his three
piece suit with the classic red tie, a signature of their love.
Ram: The last paragraph (he said signaling towards their book.)
Priya walked in his
direction, hypnotized by the sight of his handsome attire and the smell of his
intoxicating cologne. She linked her arm with his and rested her head on his
shoulder as he began to read aloud.
Ram: "Love, a four letter word with such potent characteristics.
Similar to many equations it too can be reduced to different forms with a
consistent underlining definition. Love builds on our innate insecurities as human
beings, thriving from our desire to be wanted, needed and quite simply to
belong somewhere and to someone. Like a newborn baby, we lay naked in front of
love trusting that it won't rape us of our emotions, it won't shed us of our
innocence. Unfortunately, in an imperfect world such a perfect request is an
unjust demand from reality. The anecdotal preservative of this love story, if
nothing else, is to give love the benefit of the doubt. Don't jump the gun and
blame love right off the bat for the sorrows associated with your heartaches.
For love to succeed in any relationship it has to be given and received
equally, not as an expectation but as an unselfish duty, like a mother raising
her child amidst strenuous poverty. Heartaches are blessings in disguise, it's
like an angel was alway standing by your side and whisked you out of uneven
playing fields, before the love turned
into lust and consumed your life. No one knows this better than me. Ram and
Priya are my angels, their love is a blessing I want to share with the world. I
wish I could say that we all lived happily ever after but I don't believe in
fairy tales. No one in this world is always happy. So striving for happiness is
the recipe for disaster because if a horse and carriage is not waiting for you
at the end of the road than it will spoil your entire journey... Happiness is
not living in a castle far far away with a gem of a prince or princess. The
true meaning of happiness is the ability to extract beauty from the most
ugliest of situations, it's finding peace in the most stormiest of weathers and
it's the ability to do all of that alongside the people that you love without
losing faith in the basis of your relationships. In accordance to that
definition of happiness it is save to say that Ram and Priya will most likely
live happily ever after. Although the story might end, life goes on... And any
sorrow that comes your way is only destiny's game, so play it calmly, abiding
by all the rules because even if you lose you will still receive a certificate
of participation and a lesson that lasts a lifetime.
He closed the book and
gave her a kiss before they headed downstairs hand in hand, embarking on a path
of uncertainty but equipped with the most lethal weapon, LOVE...
THE END
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